Being “tagged” in the blog world is a little bit like receiving a chain letter. However, they seem a bit less tacky. I don’t remember who tagged me – and if you are the person who tagged me, then please let me know and I’ll put your link here. These are seven strange things about me.

1.) I’m incapable of rhyming. I realize that as a person with an official college degree in creative writing rhymes should just roll off my tongue, alas, they do not. As a matter of fact when put on the spot to make a rhyme the best I can do is a “slant rhyme” and in the world of rap those don’t really count. It’s really sad. I’ll never be signed to Def Jam records.

2.) I don’t drink coffee. I wish I could say it is because of some sort of macro-biotic diet or cleansing process but it isn’t. I don’t like it. Even the mocha caramel frappuccionos at Starbucks I don’t like. No matter how much the coffee is diluted with whipped cream and chocolate I still can taste the bitterness. I don’t like to clean coffee mugs, I don’t like to clean coffee grinds, even the smell of coffee in the morning is distasteful to me. I’m a weirdo – I know.

3.) I’ve never had long hair. The longest I’ve ever had my hair is shoulder-length and that even includes when I was a little girl. I get inspired to grow my hair out but by the time it reaches my shoulders I’m so annoyed by it I cut it all off again.

4.) I fell in love with David in less than 20 minutes. People don’t believe me when I tell this story, but David and I met at work and after a brief conversation I walked back to my desk, called my best friend and told her I met the man I was going to marry. Seriously, it happened that fast.

5.) I have naturally long fingernails. One of my more admired qualities is my ability to grow long, strong fingernails without doing a single thing to deserve them. I use my nails to scrape food off plates, open envelopes, break open taped boxes, etc I don’t moisturize them, pamper them or do anything to encourage length and/or strength. It is genetic – when formal occasions call all I have to do is even them up, slap on a coat of polish and it looks like I was just at the salon. Be jealous – I’m cool with it.

6.) I can’t spend money on myself. I don’t think twice about dropping a hundred dollars on groceries, or clothes for the kids or even a present for David. However, I will wear jeans that have holes in them before I decide that I might need new clothes. I won’t even consider spending $60 on a pair of sunglasses or shoes or a purse or even two pairs of jeans. If I do finally spend more than $50 on anything for myself I feel tremendous guilt and a need to confess to David (who could care less and doesn’t understand my hang up).

7.) I have a great sense of direction. I’m rather proud of this little idiosyncrasy of mine. I’m one of the few females I know that knows where North is at any given point. I’ve never been worried about getting in the car and driving some place new because I can almost always find my way back to someplace familiar. Although David might hesitate to admit this, I know he secretly relies on this quality when we’re house-hunting or noodling around town.

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I’m being featured as a guest-blogger today on Scribbit. A little travel article I wrote about fun things to do in Dallas. Check it out. If you aren’t already reading Michelle and the shenanigans she’s up to in Alaska than I encourage you to make her a regular read.