7 Things

Deneen tagged me so here is my list of 7 things you're just dying to know about me.

1. I'm a home body. If I could stay home all the time I think I would. I love hanging out in sweatpants in front of a movie or the computer or the stove or the cleaning products. It's so relaxing for me. Going out is stressful.

2. I'm the youngest of 3 children and the only girl. Which is to say I'm spoiled. I've got 3 nieces (technically 2 but I think my brother will marry this girl so I will include her daughter) and one nephew.

3. I broke up with the man of my dreams in 2006, the one I was crazy in love with, because he didn't want to have kids or get married. They're that important to me, that even after 5 years with him and a heart full of undying love I'd be willing to sacrifice him for eventually having a family. Not to say it was easy or that I don't often second-guess my decision. But it was the only time in my life I stood up for me and what I needed, and that's got to count for something.

4. I'm the manager of a collection agency that is small and, even after 2 years, still trying to survive. It pays poorly but has the potential to pay well when we (finally) start to turn a decent profit. I've worked for my boss in a different business years back that he sold to OJ Simpson's lawyer's company, of all people. I got to travel to Los Angeles to train those people, you know, the ones taking over my job. Wasn't that a fun trip. *roll eyes*

5. I started crocheting when I was 10 or 12 and, believe it or not, survived on slip stitch for 16 or 18 years. I just recently learned some real crochet. I still fear patterns, but I'm working on it.

6. My cats are my children. I have two precious kitties, Marley and Otis. They're both about 7 years old. They're probably about 4 months apart age-wise. I rescued both of them from outside, in different locations. They're both black and white. Marley was severely abused when I found her and she hated me. Her ear had been cut off with scissors. She was about 2 or 3 weeks old and I nursed her to health and bottle fed her. Otis, who is also a girl, looked like a boy, hence the name. She was not abused, but just abandoned or lost from her Mum in a rock wall. I heard her crying and found her. They're both neurotic and insane because I coddled them too much. They act like dogs, going so far as playing fetch.

7. I just watched Friday the 13th for the very first time this past weekend, even though it was popular when I was a kid. I'm terrified of scary movies.

I'd tag someone else but hell, I'm new to blogging and barely know anyone!


Sheila said...
Monday, 30 April, 2007

Came across your blog via Deneen's site... and dropping by to say Hello... I love Tori's shawl and Sara' blanket... beautiful colors.

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