Well it looks like I am well and truly back in the loop here. Thanks again for not forsaking me 🙂
So moving right along, here are 8 arbitrary things about me, as I have been tagged by one of my favourite writers, Sticky Bun:
1. When I eat chocolate, I suck it so that it lasts longer. This used to drive my sister crazy when we were kids, because she always ate hers like a normal person, leaving me to savour mine long after hers was gone! The truth of the matter is that I can’t really eat a lot of chocolate (it makes me sick) but it was fun upsetting her like that!
2. I was named after the song “Mandy” by Barry Manilow. My grandfather was driving my mom to the hospital on the night of my birth, and that song was playing on the “Hit Parade”. He asked my mom to name the baby Mandy if it was a girl.
3. I am terrified of falling. This fear came to me when I was about 12 or so. We were at a soccer match down the coast, and I was exploring the surrounding area. There was a little wooden swing bridge, which I started to cross, but was gripped by the most terrible fear, sat down on the bridge, and froze. I have been afraid of heights and falling ever since.
4. My eyes were operated on when I was three – I had a really bad squint. Then about three years ago I had Lasik to correct my near-sightedness. Now it looks like my squint might be coming back! When I am tired or have been reading too much, my right eye pulls skew!
5. I dance like a crazy woman when I’m home alone. I’ll put on M.TV or my I.pod really loud, and then dance like a maniac, scaring the dogs and probably the neighbours. I convince myself that I am a really good dancer, which is so far from the truth (The dancing is usually accompanied by some really loud, really bad singing.) Even at the ripe old age of 30, I like to let it all hang out, so to speak.
6. The first boy I ever loved was Jason Cummings. He was a blond haired, blue eyed angel, two years older than me when I was 10. I sent him a love note with some Smarties (candy coated chocolate drops) in an envelope. He read the note, crumpled it up, and ate the Smarties. He crumpled up my tender little 10 year old heart as well. Apparently, it’s not cool for 12 year olds to date 10 year olds. *sigh* The second boy was Trevor Halstead, who went on to become a pretty well known rugby player.
7. My best friend Amanda was killed when hit by a car when I was 16. She had been out all night, and crossed the highway to get home quicker, but it was a blind corner, and she didn’t see it coming. She died of internal injuries. It was the saddest day of my short life. I still think about her, and feel very sad that she is not here experiencing all the wonders of life.
8. When I was little I stayed with my grandparents. I called my grandfather Baloo, and he called me Mowgli. (He was big and cuddly, and I was a skinny little thing!) I would run around the place scratching under my arms and screeching “ooh ooh ooh” Like a monkey! Uh huh. Strange, I know.
I tag these eight people:
Tam – Peanuts Journey
Bumble – Me, The Bumble Bee
Debs – Venusuvian Debs
Bea – Infertile Fantasies
Nicole – Just Crazy Enough to Try
Debbie – Infertility Blog
Dawn – NearlyDawn
The Oneliner – The Oneliner
This tagging business is hard to keep track of – so if you’ve been repeat tagged by me, apologies in advance! If you have not yet responded to your tag – well then you’re it! Again!