Monday, August 14, 2006

Monday Meme

Happy Monday! I had a very busy weekend, and there's SO much to talk about, but I'm burnt to a crisp today (I'll tell ya later), so writing even semi-creatively will be too great a challenge for today. In the meantime, I've been tagged by Wade over at Injecting Sense with this meme. Oh you guys are gonna love this one - tell 5 weird things about yourself! Oh yeah, sit down, grab your gut and hold on for a good laugh.

1) My junior year of high school, I dressed like Madonna, in her early years. I had freaky Italian hair - thick, but with a mind all it's own, had recently discovered Sun-In, and thought that perhaps this new image would help with my own self-esteem issues. It started as a simple thing: one of the teen clubs had lip sync contests every Tuesday night. I dressed like Madonna, went, kicked ass, and won. So, I kept it up. My family would always walk many paces in front of or behind me. Hey, could've been worse - good thing the whole "Emo" movement wasn't around then.

2) When I'm driving somewhere and unsure of where I'm going, I MUST turn the car stereo down/off. It's not like the lack of music will bring assistance to my directionally challenged self, but I'm convinced there's some sort of link there that cannot be distracted at all at that point. My mother and my sister are the same way. I came to find out, only a bit ago, that PC has the same issue with that also. The worst thing, though, is that it always happens that a really really great song always starts as soon as I need to turn it down. Hmph!

3) After my Madonna phase, I came back to reality for my senior year of high school. College, however, was another story. Most of you know that I didn't finish because this sweet, perfect, never missed a class, had mom call in on senior ditch day, B avergage (would have been A had it not been for math), student discovered freedom and lack of responsibility and missed entirely too many classes. I don't advise doing this. I DID have lots of fun, though, and, in my phase of freedom, I let one of the girls on my floor tip the ends of my blond hair with purple. It looked cool, at the time - keep in mind, though, it was the 80's.

4) I dated a guy who drove a truck, very much like this one. It was lifted quite high, but just below the "too high to be legal" level. Perhaps this is where my obsession with trucks began. My dream car is not something sleek and sporty, but a big ass truck. I want a Dodge Ram with a gigantic engine. No, I don't want something lifted and jacked up like this. When I was dating this guy, I had to be hoisted up into the truck, and had to take a leap of faith to get out. It was cool, it made a great growl...I love truck sounds. The guy....not so much. I only dated him for his truck.

5) Are you sitting? Only my immediate family knows this, so you can consider yourself among the Elite now. I have a tail. Ok, ok, so it's not a tail proper, but it's a cyst made of a bunch of liquid and hair at the base of my back....you know, where spine meets pelvic bone - right where a tail would be. No, you can't see a tail, a tail nub, or even a bump, it's all internal. Apparently I've had it forever. The doc discovered it at my high school physical. He told me that if it ever got to the point where I couldn't sit or stand without being in excruciating pain, that I would have to go in and have it drained. That thought grosses me out. Thank God, after almost 37 years it hasn't ever given me even the faintest reminder that it exists. But hey, it makes for a pretty weird fact about me, now doesn't it?

My sister gave me another idea, but it is more an example of my gullibility than something weird about me. When I was learning to drive, my mother had let me drive to the grocery store. After I parked the car, we got out, and mom walked to the back of the car. She started looking around at the car, the parking space, and making all kinds of "Hmmm" and "tsk" noises. I asked her what was up and she told me that I would be ticketed if I was not parked in the exact center of the space, equidistant from the yellow lines on either side of my car. Mean, nasty....I'd use it on my kids, but they've already heard the story. Oh did she get me.

Now, I get YOU! Marti, Laura, Moi (and anyone else who'd like to join!)

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

I LOVE IT! and you definitely got a good laugh out of me. I don't remember the "hmms" and "tsks" on the parking but I do remember your face - it was a very funny moment! love you a bunch - M

Wade Rankin said...

Alright, I think we can award the prize now. Nobody's gonna beat number five. :-)

mommyguilt said...

LOLOLOLOL - you asked for weird.

KR said...

T, that's gross. My sister has a tail. Ew. It's official, you're definitely the weirdest. :-P Still love you lots.

Anonymous said...

O.K, so it wasn't funny but... it was good and long.



THAT IS AWESOME

mommyguilt said...

Thanks KR & SmallBoy. I'm glad I grossed you guys out!!!

Mamaroo said...

#5 is pretty weird. I have to admit that I went through a bit of a Madonna phase myself. We are around the same age, so I think it was the times. I wish I could say I looked like her now, or had a body like hers.

kyra said...

oh my goodness!!! that was a riot! i wish you could have posted pictures from each number. err, i guess number 5 would have been difficult, but you, in madonna outfits! and purple hair! sitting in a big ass truck! with the radio off! i'm the SAME way with the radio thing. i MUST have quiet so i can concentrate. of course, i always get lost anyway. ah well. xxx!

mommyguilt said...

Oh Kyra, kyra, krya - I burned those pictures LONG ago. My mother found one of the madonna ones, though, and used it in a montage at my wedding....UGH! LOL

The Best Children In The World, AKA The greatest race car driver in the entire world and RUPERT! said...

HAHA!!! you have a tail!!!!