Michy issued a challenge on her blog to come up with 15 weird or random things about yourself and post them on your blog. My dear friend Susan took up the challenge too so I thought about it and decided, why not? So here you are in no certain order…
1. My great,great grandmother was a Witch in Italy. From what I hear she wasn’t very nice either.
2. I have prophetic dreams. Not always, and not for things that are useful like the winning powerball numbers or anything. But I did predict 2 of my friend’s pregnancies, once before she even knew herself.
3. I dream mostly in nightmares. I thought it was normal until I read something somewhere that most people have less than 12 a year or something. I have them so often they don’t bother me anymore.
4. I have lost my faith in God. I believe he is real, I just don’t think he is the right guy for me. It’s been a hard few years and my faith has been tested. It failed miserably.
5. I would have killed myself last year if it wasn’t for my son. Last year was the worst in my life. I had a severe hyperemesis pregnancy that drove me into the deepest pit of depression. After the baby died I just wanted to die too. I couldn’t because I didn’t want to leave my then 3 year old son without his mom.
6. I am very cheap, but will occasionally waste money on stupid things. I think it is a control thing. I keep a tight control and then lose it and buy a Coach purse or something stupid.
7. I am a real bitch. If I said half the things I thought, I would be all alone because no one could stand me.
8. I like being alone, which makes #7 a hard one to control. If I didn’t have to work or have a family I would stay inside like a hermit and be perfectly happy.
9. Reading is my escape. It is also my addiction. If I start a book I have a hard time putting it down. I will stay up all night reading and wake up miserable for it. I know better, but I do it anyway.
10. I have only really gotten angry 3 or 4 times in my life. I am talking truly angry. I am told it is a scary thing to see. My voice drops, my body shakes and I am barely in control. The last time was when dad’s “caregiver” left her charges home alone.
11. I don’t cry in front of people. Ok, once or twice I have but rarely. My husband has only seen me cry twice. We have been together 11 years.
12. I am not a good mother. I struggle every day not to yell at my boy. That was how I was raised and try as I might not to, I do the same thing to my son. I hate it. I work on stopping it. But I do it.
13. I am super lazy. I worry that if I did freelance writing full time that I would sit around and not write.
14. Kissing me on my neck drives me crazy. If you ever want to get some from me, that is the way to do it.
15. I am super nice to people I don’t like. I think it comes from growing up working in my parents restaurant. I learned how to compartmentalize my feelings enough that I can smile and be friendly with someone I loathe.
OK whew, there you go. The good, the bad and the ugly. Michy and Susan are right, it isn’t easy. Go check out their answers while you recover from the shock of me…
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July 11, 2008 at 10:09 PM
susan0308
I knew, I knew!! Well, except for that “being super nice to people I don’t like” bit. So now you have to verbally abuse me so I know that you really do care
July 11, 2008 at 10:11 PM
Rissa Watkins
Shut up blondie! (how’s that?)
July 11, 2008 at 10:18 PM
susan0308
That works…I feel so warm and fuzzy now.
July 13, 2008 at 1:15 PM
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August 7, 2008 at 7:33 PM
Michelle L Devon (Michy)
Okay, I am…. I’m grateful for you son, so that you’re still here so I could meet you!
I’m a real bitch too. No one would believe me. If I hear one more time that I’m so nice, I might just snap and prove that I really am not a nice person (grin).
#8, me too.
Oh, wait, regardless of family and work, I AM a hermit and hole up in the house by myself as much as possible. And worse yet, I am self employed, so my job allows me to do that!
#12, if yelling at your kids is all it takes to make you a bad mother, than I’m the worst. Sheesh, I yell at my son constantly. I even growl at him sometimes. Most times he just laughs at me, other times he knows I’m dead serious.
Yes, I am a yeller. I admit it. Piss me off and I yell.
however, I do not yell ‘ugly’. I don’t call him stupid, or call names, or curse at him. I just yell. Trust me, yelling at this boy is much better than stringing him up by his toenails being super glued to the ceiling fan, and there are days I would so do that with him.
That does NOT make you a bad mother, Rissa. Not even a little bit. It makes you a human mother.
#15 – yup, me too. Kill ‘em with kindness. They, my super niceness is usually dripping with just enough sarcasm they feel it, but not enough they can actually point it out to me that I’m being #7.