For The Second Time

For the second time in my blogging career I'm doing a tagged post and interestingly (or perhaps not so very) it's about the same thing as last time:

The Rules

Link to the person who tagged you, that'd be you Jaime

Post rules on your blog

Write six random things about yourself

Tag six people at the end of your post

Let each person know they've been tagged

Let the tagger know when you've posted your own randomness

1.) I can hock a loogie as good as any man I've met, seriously I've gotten compliments when I was younger. I try to stay more lady like now and keep it to walks and bike rides but I actually like to do it

2.) I file everything, like I still have pay stubs from 10 years ago...but they are filed.

3.) I like my lips, and am so grateful that God gave me my dad's and not my mom's rail thin ones (even though I love my mom and think she's beautiful)

4.) I love bangs, and want them everytime I cut my hair, but then I don't style them and have to clip them up all the time, I've done it too many times to count and I want to do it again

5.) I pick up my dogs poop on walks and am haunted from the few times that I haven't...I can still remember two instances from years ago

6.) I like cats better then dogs- there I said it, and if you want to call me crazy cat lady so be it


I tag:

Sweet sisters Ivanna and Osanna because I love them and would like to see if they can come up with anything I don't know

Andrea because she hasn't posted anything in forever

Sara because even though she's been on blogger longer then I have, she's fairly new to actually posting anything

Alison because I've known her nearly her whole life (since diapers baby) and I worry about her especially when I don't hear from her...ahem like now...so call...

The Scatterbrain because I don't know her personally and she was my first blogger stranger (someone that didn't know anyone I knew) at least that I'm aware of, even though she just posted a tag

So there you go, I will be extremely hurt if you refuse to participate and will take it personally, assuming that you just plain dislike me and don't care about me or my feelings at all.

{For those that don't know me, or don't know me well, that last part is sarcastic, very, very, very sarcastic}