8 Things You Probably Didn't Need To Know About Moi

I've been tagged AGAIN! Actually, I was tagged for this one twice. This meme was bestowed on me by the dear Zephra of Chronicles Of An Exhausted Mom and a new friend Mrs. Fierce Shoes of Life Is Short...Buy The Shoes. I am going to combine the two and only give you 8 facts/habits about me. Mrs. Fierce Shoes, you will be getting an extra tid-bit. And sorry, but I seriously don't think you all need to know 15 interesting/weird things about me. I don't know if I could even come up with that many, well, maybe weird things.

Okay, here are the rules:

1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.

3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.

4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.

And here is my list:

1. Like Zephra, I LOVE to mess with my kids. It's all in fun and they know what a goof their mom is. One day we were driving home from somewhere and they were really acting up. We drove past a Dollar Tree store and W. asked what it was. I told him it was a store that I could bring my kids into and sell them for a dollar when they misbehave. Then all of those kids were hung on a big tree by the backs of their shirts. Kind of like a Christmas Tree. I then told him that because of they way they were all acting today I wouldn't sell them because I would probably only get one dollar for ALL three of them.

2. I am a walking movie trivia encyclopedia. I can see a short clip of a movie on tv and am usually able to name it. Even if I've never seen the movie before. I am usually the one everyone calls when they are trying to figure out the name of a movie or an actor. I don't know why I can remember stuff like that, I could have used that type of memory in history class during high school!

3. I once was robbed at the bank I worked for. The guy came in and had hit the only male that worked there. He then came behind the teller counter and right into my booth. He stood there with a gun to my side until I filled the bags. It was terrifying. He kept telling all of us to get on the floor. For some reason my body wouldn't cooperate. I think I got as far as squatting and the second he headed for the door I jumped up, hit the alarm, and calmly called the police. My actions were very freaky to me. I then promptly smoked a pack of cigarettes and fell apart that night.

4. I'm a self-proclaimed tomboy. Yes, I love pedicures, pretty things, and my frou-frou blush wine. But I'm not a girly-girl by any means. I love to wrestle with my boys and burp with them. I'd rather hang out with the guys than the girls, always have, always will. Back in the day I could out-drink, out-throw and out-hit a baseball, out-run, oh and definitely out-punch any dude on the block. Once when I was 10 I punched a grown man. It was his fault. He tried pulling me off the 13 boy I was beating the crap out of. It was the heat of the moment!

5. I have a fear of opening soup cans. You know how the can opener never seems to cut all the way around? Then you have to pry it open? That completely and utterly makes me a crazy woman. I keep picturing myself slicing my fingers wide open. I can't do it. If Mr. Schmitty isn't around I have to use a butter knife or something. I get the willies.

6. I've always wanted a tattoo. The only reason I don't have one is because Mr. Schmitty HATES, and I mean HATES them on women. I told him I wouldn't get one because of this. But being the wise-ass I am, I will ask him periodically what he would say if I got one out of the blue. Such the troublemaker I am. P.S. I only want a very small butterfly, that's not a big deal, right? Maybe for my 50th.

7. I once marched in New York's St. Patrick's Day Parade. I was a senior in high school and one of the captains of the drill team. We were AWESOME and had more spirit than the cheerleaders. We rocked at pep rallys. I remember one routine we had was to Maniac from the movie Flashdance. It was fun times!

8. I am a child abuse survivor. I have an estranged alcoholic father who basically made my childhood hell. But I don't want pity. What I endured has made me the person I am today. I am far from perfect but recognize my flaws and weaknesses. I try to learn from them and improve myself. I am not the perfect mother, I make a LOT of mistakes. But I also am fully aware of the things I lack from my childhood and make them different for my children. I am breaking the cycle. I am allowing them to be who they are and speak their minds, respectfully, of course, but they will always be able to come to me no matter what. I love them every day and tell them constantly how special they are to me. They all know I will keep them safe and will never hurt them. I have heard often that to move on you should forgive. I have moved on, and though I catch myself at times acting a certain way, perhaps because of the way I was raised, I can not forgive. I have come to terms with what happened and I have gotten past it, but now that I have children I can not forgive someone who could harm a child in such a way. That is the job of the abuser, to forgive themselves and let God bring down judgement.

I tag:

Maria, Robyn, Kristi, MissLionHeart, Babybull40, DraMa, Justice Jones, Heth, and Chris

(Ooops, that's 9! I guess the 9th thing about me would be I suck at math!)

Tell us a bit about yourselves ladies!