Angla at Toronto Gyopo (who, I'm happy to report, is back to the blog after taking a summer vacation) has tagged me to share eight random things about myself with you all.
Meme Rules: Once tagged, you must link to the person who tagged you. Then post the rules before your list, and list 8 random things about yourself. At the end of the post, you must tag and link to 8 other people, visit their sites, and leave a comment letting them know they've been tagged.
1. I wear flip-flops when I shower, even at home. It's a holdover frommy Peace Corps days, when all showers were scary places when barefoot. It felt so odd not to wear them after three years of flip-flops in the shower that I just never went back to going without.
2. One year in college, I made a New Year's resolution to floss every night. I think I've missed fewer than ten nights in the 15 years since then.
3. On a related note, when I was in college, I was told by my dentist to stop brushing my teeth so much. I was wearing away my enamel. I brushed an average of five times a day back then.
4. I am a seriously not picky eater, but two things I really, really can't stand are banana chips and alfalfa sprouts. If there is one sprout in my salad or on my sandwich, the whole thing tastes like dirt to me.
5. No matter how tired I am, I have to read for a few minutes before I go to sleep or I won't sleep well. Sometimes, I'll be exhausted an skip this step, and it never works out for me.
6. I don't intend to have any more children. But I would really love to be pregnant again. I adored being pregnant. I even jokingly told my RE that I'd consider being a surrogate. He looked me right in the eye and said, "Do not joke about that because I will call you." I think I'm too old, though, and I know there's no guarantee that I'd have an easy pregnancy again. I guess the real point of this drivel is that I'd love to be pregnant again, but for a number of reasons, I just don't see that happening.
7. I love my life and my friends in Boston, but only two places in the world have ever felt like home to me: Portland, OR (where I grew up) , and Monterey, CA (where I went to grad school).
8. In the week or so after my wedding, when John and I were home, but he still didn't have his diagnosis, I clearly remember thinking, "What's going to happen? This kind of happiness is not sustainable." And I guess it wasn't. I just didn't expect to find out so soon.
I feel like I'm a little late to the party on this meme, so I'm not going to tag anyone. But if you want to do it, step right up.