You know how puppies get when you get down on the floor and pet them and talk all excited in that baby voice and play with them and they just wiggle and wiggle until they’re so wound up they pee on the floor?

Yeah, that’s me! I GOT TAGGED! By Mandi! Thanks Mandi! You totally made me pee on the floor!

Here’s the meme:

Share 5 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.

or

Share the 5 top places on your want to see or want to see again list.

or

Share 5 things you never pictured being in your future when your were 25 years old.

Tag a minimum of 5, maximum of 10 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.The tagees have a choice of which they want to do.

Here goes:

1. My feet get very cold at night. After the kids are in bed and before James and I go to bed, we’re mostly sitting around the couch, by the time I make it to bed, my feet are like ice.

And I always try to get James to let me warm them up on him.

He always refuses. And makes a Blankey Wall. (what, like you don’t know what a blankey wall is!)

Then I do it anyway, and he squeals like a little girl and accuses me of being a reptile.

(even if I wear slippers, it only lessens the ice cube effect by about 50%. By the time I get to bed, feet = cold.)

2. I like bare feet. When I was 7 years old, our house was in the middle of about an acre of alfalfa. In amidst the alfalfa were a lot of this little prickly sticker plants that grow in your lawn when you don’t use weed killer (that’d be me!) There were a ton, and we always called them sticker bushes. We would have barefoot races through the alfalfa/sticker bushes and I often won, because my feet were so tough from always running around barefooted. I have hard, tough, elephant feet.

3. I just asked James to name something weird and/or random about me, and here’s what he had.

I once posted a picture of myself (I think it was on my homepage, back in like, 1996, when everyone had homepages) sitting in the Y of a tree. It was from a decent distance away, and under it I put, “FAAAARRRRRRR…” (just imagine the Grover voice…) and then cropped the photo in to just my face, and under that one, put, “NEEEAAARRRR!” ala Sesame Street.

Boy, that was pretty random.

4. I believe this was the summer of 1996 – or it might have been 95? I drove from Utah, to Ohio, to West Virginia to Virginia, to West Virginia (did that one a few times) to Utah, to California (LA area), to Utah, then flew to DC and drove to Georgia. and then probably drove from GA to VA to GA to VA a couple bajillion times more before the end of that summer. that was a whole lotta drivin’.

5. I prefer applesauce on pancakes and/or waffles instead of syrup. Or jam. I found syrup a bit too sweet. In fact, I always by the reduced sugar jam too, because I don’t like it too sweet.* Sure, sometimes I get syrup, but usually, I like butter and then applesauce, especially on waffles, when I can pick it up and eat it like a piece of toast. Yum.

Thanks for the tag Mandi!

And I tag… Dave, Anna, Arjewtino, Sarah and the Goon Squad, and my husband, at Fartsauce. If one of you ACTUALLY DOES it, I’ll pee on the floor again!

*Reduced sugar. Not No Sugar Added, which has fake sweetener chemicals, and is also way too sweet.