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Jan
29
2009

I've been tagged!

I have been tagged by Kelly. I actually maybe one of those who LOVES tags…though I dont always find time to do them…I try.

Here are the rules of the game:

1. When you are tagged you are asked to list eight random facts about yourself and post them on your blog for visitors to enjoy.

2. Tag eight of your blogging friends and leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to join in the fun if they have the opportunity. (If not, that’s okay. They can still enjoy the random facts everyone shares :) Be sure to list a link to your eight friends in your posting.

My random facts…

1. I have never been to Rome, Italy.

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2. I really did wear overalls everyday for 3+ years. And still do a LOT.  Dang I have aged!  I need to grow my pigtails back!!!sbdbw

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2008

3. I can’t sleep well unless I am cold. (I dont guess I really have a picture for this one)

4. I went to Paris and didnt see the Mona Lisa!
monalisa5. I have an obsession with cupcakes.  They are perfect little desserts to be dressed up or down.

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6. I hate clowns with the fire of a thousand suns.  There is not ONE THING funny about a clown. I will take this picture down soon or I wont be able to visit my own blog!

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7. I talked to Harry Connick, Jr. on the phone once. H.O. T.

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8. I am very deathly allergic to beef…which sucks.

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Okay, now it’s your turn. Tag! You’re it! Anyone and everyone consider yourself tagged!  Come on play along.

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I love it! Yes, I agree, clowns are scary!

Deanna :)

Denise

Susan,
I love your pigtails! I love your new do too, though. Nothing wrong with overalls. :) You look cute in ‘em.
So you talked to Harry Connick, Jr!? Tell us more, girl!
Love your photos, they are beautiful. Clowns never really bothered me. I always just thought they were stupid looking and not funny at all. I have seen a few scary ones in my time. They are supposed be for kids to make them laugh and they are the ones that usually have the daylights scared out of them by the clown. Go figure!
Have a great day!

Yes, Harry Connick Jr. The one and only. I was on the phone with my youngest brother who lives in New Orleans and works at a bar (or three) in the French Quarter, and in the back ground I hear some one come in and say “Scott, MY MAN! Whatsup?” and my brother starts telling him how he is and what’s up. So I say “HEY- you gonna talk to me or them.” My brother says “Hey Harry, come say hi to my sister.” So this VOICE gets on the line and says “Hi Scott’s sister. This is Harry.” “Harry who?” I say. “Um, Harry Connick…Jr.” I KNEW I KNEW that VOICE! Swoon. All I could say was “Put Scott back on the phone, please.” That’s it. Not very exciting. But at the same time, it kinda was, you know. Why I didnt ask him to sing to me I still dont know to this day. I will never get another chance. Missed that one.

Becky

Oooh, I love this game. I don’t have a blog yet so I’ll play here.

1. I am the Queen of Procrasty Nation. (thus no blog yet.) Son is the Crown Prince. Daughter escaped the plight of such a royal designation. Five years ago I found the King of PN and married him.

2. Even in the midst of the Women’s Movement all I ever wanted to be was a Wife and Mom!

3. I could eat my weight in popcorn – ever’day.

4. Allegedly my IQ tested at 156 when I was in the 8th grade. I think I was having a very good day.

5. I fluently speak English, Southern, Hillbilly, and Sports.

6. Clowns terrify me too and I blame the Dentist. Ours was scary and mean and had clown prints all over the office. Then Stephan King wrote IT!!!

7. The most famous people I have ever met were all politicians. I was raised in the proverbial smoke filled back room of the North Carolina Democrat Party. ;) (I did attend college with and date a guy that went on to play Pro Football and earn a Super Bowl ring!)

8. In 49 years I have only left The South once. A crazy trip with a bus load of singing High Schoolers to Chicago. I was the Cool Mom who sat in the back of the bus and sponsored belching contests!

Deathly allergic to beef would TOTALLY suck. But at least you did get to talk to Harry Connick Jr. wow!