Tag. I'm it ...

OMG ... I have been tagged for the first time! 

Thank you McGuffy Ann of McGuffy's Reader

... you always manage to make life more

interesting.

As in any game, there are rules.  Here are the

rules of this game.


1. You must post the rules.


2. List eleven things about yourself.



3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in



their post, and then create eleven new questions



to ask the people that you have tagged.



4. Tag eleven people and link to them on your



post.




5. Let them know you've tagged them!

Eleven things about myself:

1. I was a Tomboy ...

2. I am probably still a Tomboy ...

3. My favorite cowboys were Roy Rogers and The


Lone Ranger (What? You didn't have a favorite


cowboy?)

4. I have been married 47 ... yes, 47 years. Were

they all good years? No, but enough of them

were to make it worth sticking it out. :)

5. My memory sucks ... oops, excuse me can I use

that word? Anyway, I have a hard time

remembering names of things and people. I

probably will retrieve the right name in 24 to 48

hours after I need it which is beyond frustrating.

Have you ever tried carrying on a conversation

without using nouns or proper nouns? The only

one I can make any sense to is my husband who

can usually fill in the spaces for me. Actually, I

have a few friends who are pretty good at it too.

That is one of my "old poop" traits.

6. I don't smoke, and I don't drink and I don't ...

well, never mind. It is not that I am so pure, I

just know, being a nurse, that those things are

not good for you. I have seen patients cough up

part of their lungs and patients bright yellow and

crazy because they have destroyed their livers.

That is not the way I want to go. And I don't

recommend it to anyone else.

7. I love raptors. I respect for their tenacity, their

strength, their beauty. I can spot a raptor

anywhere. In fact, I scare the crap out of my

family when I am driving and pointing out all of

the Red Tail hawks along the road at the same

time. But I can't pass on a moments glance.

Somehow my brain lets me get away with it, so it

is what it is.

8.My best friend is a dog. Yes,Isabeau, Izzi, busy

Izzi, frizzy Izzi, dizzy Izzi, Frisbee Izzbi, izzi

BoBo ... What ever you want to call her. Different

moments, different names as the mood strikes.

She is what is keeping me young. I spend a good

part of my life with her. We walk, we do agility,

we go visit Aunt Annie (McGuffy Ann) and beg

for treats, we play Frisbee (we call it the "F" word

because we can't mention it in front of her

without her lunging for the door in anticipation).

She is smart ... sometime smarter than I am, 

loving and I wouldn't trade her for the world.

9. My mother is my hero. The biggest

compliment I could get is to say that I am like

her. I think in many ways I am, but she was

multitalented, funny, smart and loving. She

taught me all I know and feel about the world I

live in. She was a lover of nature and nurtured

my love of life and all living things. I wish I could

keep saying Thank you to her and be sure that

she is hearing me.

10. My father was the pragmatist. He taught me

to deal in the real world, but not be afraid to

follow the words of many great philosophers. He

taught me, long before it was part of our society,

that women are strong and deserve equality. I

love him for that as well as his wonderful sense

of humor and his brilliance. I miss them both.

11. I believe if you give you will receive. I believe

is you receive you can give back, not because you

should, but because you want to. Life is short

and I want to experience it in as many ways as I

can. I want to pass on to my children and anyone

I know the wonder of life and the need to love all

things. Do I get angry? Yes. Do I reject things?

Yes. Do I think nature is brutal, yes, but with

reason and purpose. Do I think humans are

brutal ... sadly yes, but I can sort through that

and find the good. Am I naive? Some think so,

but I am who I am, call it what you may.

My Questions Are:

1. What is your favourite childhood story?

One of my favorites that I can remember as

clearly as if it happened yesterday. My parents

were at a party at a neighbors house and my

sister, who was three years older than me, was

babysitting for me (Ugh ... who wants their sister

to baby sit for them). This is back in the 50's

mind you, so there were door to door salesmen

all around, but not at night. This night a broom

salesman came to our door. We didn't answer it

because we didn't know who it was, but he

started to come in the back door. My dog (a blue

tick pointer mix named Skip) greeted him at

the door with a full set of glaring teeth and

throaty growls that sent shivers up our spine. 

The salesman left and we called our parents and

come home. That may be the first time I really

realized how valuable the love of a dog can be in











your life ... He put himself on the line for us.

2. What was your first vehicle?

Strangely, I never really had my own car until

about twenty years ago. I started out driving my

parent's car when they would let me and then it

was my husband's car when he would let me. 

Looking back on it I am thinking ... hmmmmm. 

But apparently it wasn't important because it

never concerned me at the time. However, when

I started doing Home Health Visits I was driving

many miles every week and it became important

for me to have my own wheels. My first car was a

Honda Civic, bright red and ran like a charm. I

had one problem with it and it was a costly

one. It didn't have an alarm in the car if I opened

the door with the headlights on. That wasn't an

issue until they started telling you to have

headlights on in the day time. I can't tell

you how many times my husband had to drive

miiiiiiilllllleeeesss, to charge my battery so I, or I

should say we, could get home. 


3. What or who was the first concert you

attended?

Well, this will date me for sure. My really first


concert was given at our High School for a fund


raiser of some kind and it was Bobby Darin ...


yes, you are reading me right. You know


Splish,Splash ... It was pretty exciting for a high


schooler.

4. How old were you when you had your first

kiss?

My first kiss, ahhh yes, it was my first love in


second grade. I was so sure we would never part


ways, but his family moved to Texas and that was

t
he end of that.

5. Do you have any tattoos? If so, what?

No, I don't have any tattoos. My mother used to


tell me that only the impolite ladies wore


tattoos ... you know that had to be a long time


ago. Times have changed, have they not?

6. If you don't have tattoos, do you want any? If

so, what?

Believe it or not, I am toying with the idea of a


tattoo. Given that I don't like to do anything that


is ordinary, I am considering having a Turkey


Vulture tattoo. I know what you are thinking ... is


she nuts? Well, yes, I am a little nuts. But I have


had experiences with Turkey Vultures that few


others have. Down the road you will learn about


them on my blog if you follow me. How's that for


a plug?

7. What time do you usually get up?

The better question is what time to my feline and

canine friends get up. It is their opinion that if

they are up, I should be up. They usually get me

going around seven, but we have mass confusion

when we change from standard time to Daylight

Savings and visa versa.

8. What is your bedtime routine?

At ten I feed my animals a snack; I take Izzi out


for her last chance walk; I feed the fish and the


snail; I take my pills; brush my teeth; wash my


face and put "wishful thinking" lotion on; change


into my pj's and climb in bed with a dog on my


right a cat on my lap and another cat by my


feet. I turn on the TV and watch mindlessly until


I fall asleep.

9. What is your "irrational" fear?

Probably a fear of heights. I can get woozy just


looking down a stairwell in a building. When I


see ads with women climbing on rocks with


barely enough room for their feet and looking


down and down and down ... that gives me the


willies.

10. If you could go anywhere, to where would it

be?

I  am not sure I can pin it down to one place. I


love mountains and wildlife so any place like that


would be a choice. But I also love the ocean and


the sound of lapping waves and the little critters


in the tide pools. Then there is New Zealand. I've


been told that it is just like America in the


fifties ... now wouldn't that be fun? To be honest


I think you could send me anywhere and if I had


my camera with me, I would be happy.

11. What is your favourite snack?

Nuts ... yes, a nut who loves nuts. If I am


overweight, which I am this year and my not be


next year (sound familiar?) it is because I can't


just eat a few nuts. If I have one, I must have


many. I will eat them until I am full. Am I dumb


or what? But, I just keep telling myself how


nourishing they are and the little voices in my


head say ... Go for it!

My Questions:

1.  If you could have only one pet in your life,


what would it  be?

2.  If you had a choice to do it over, would you


have started blogging?

3.  Who was your first heartthrob and are you


still in touch with him/her? 

4.  If we could have the same season all year,


which one would you choose?

5.  Coffee, Tea or liquor(wine, beer, scotch,


bourbon etc.)?

6.  What do you remember most fondly about


your high school experience?

7.  Do you have a collection? If so, what? If not,


why not?

8.  Short hair or long hair?

9.  If you were asked to be a volunteer, what


would you want to do?

10.  Who had the greatest influence on your


becoming who you are today?

11. What is your philosophy of life?

Tag, you're it ...

keith's ramblings


Curious as a Cat

TICKLEBEAR

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