Eclectic Muddlehood

A Virginia friend who keeps a beautiful Waldorf homeschooling blog, Merriconeag, did one of those tag things, so here I am complying with her sweet request for eight things my readers might not know about me. She originally tagged my homeschooling blog but I moved it over here to my personal blog to answer. Here they are:

1.  When I was 15, the girls on my Varisty gymnastics team and I pierced our own belly buttons with ice cubes and safety pins one night.  Of course, mine did start to get infected and a friend of mine ratted me out to, of all people, my Spainsh 3 teacher, Senor Pompeii.  He chastized me, in Spaniah no less, and made me take it out and tell my parents.  If not for my really terrible twin skin, I am sure you would still be able to see the scar.

 2. I use to swear I was never going to have any children, much less stay at home with them or (gasp) actually homeschool them.

3. I am a complusive planner who staunchly refuses to move into the digital age.  I will continue to live and die by my pen and paper planner.  I must scribble.

4. My favorite shoes are my hot pink Land’s End mesh water shoes my little sister bought me on the twin’s first birthday as a Congratulations, You Survived! gift.  I wear them with everything.  They make me smile.

5. Every January I pull out Sarah Ban Breathnach’s delectible books, Simple Abundance and Romancing the Ordinary, and renew my quest to become the ultimate sensualist.  I have yet to make it all the way through them to December.  How far I get before life side-tracks or derails me varies from year to year.

6. I own all seven fantabulous seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on DVD.  Buffy is my hero.  (Sydney Bristow runs a close second– I currently only have the first three seasons of Alias though.)

7.   An average Friday night for me in college at Tulane University in New Orleans, LA would’ve put most people in the hospital.  But by senior year, my friends and I had it down to a science.  We started at The Boot aroung 4pm for 3-for-1 Happy Hour (32oz. mixed drinks for the price of a normal one), ran home to get all dressed up around 8pm, took the street car to the French Quarter until things started to slow down there (about 2am), took a cab back to Waldo’s (which I recently discovered is no longer there!  So sad!), a bar a lot of fellow ROTC folks worked at and gave us discounted/free drinks at, until they closed (about 4-5am), then staggered over to Snake and Jake’s Christmas Lounge, a tin shack hidden in between two lovely antebellum garden district homes decorated in plastic Santas, 30 to 40 year old couches and the old-style large bulb holiday lights, where we met up with the rest of the bar staff from all the other Uptown bars.  Somewhere around 8am we would stumble back across campus, running through the sprinklers on the quads to knock off the stink thereby making a pre-pass out shower unnecessary, and sleep until around 2pm.  (I wont even go into Saturday night).  Can you believe that now I barely ever have maybe a glass of wine with dinner and am responsible for the upbringing of three little people?  My oh my, I did not see that one coming back then.  The things we do before life teaches us to grow into better human beings.

8.  I can eat an entire bag of lime tortilla chips and nacho cheese dip by myself in one sitting.  I’ll share if I must, but I wont be happy about it.

Here are my tags, who hopefully wont get too annoyed at me for doing so.  They include some old college friends, some fellow homeschoolers and some fellow twin moms.  Don’t know if they’ll participate as that is entirely up to them, but at least you can take a look at a few new blogs.
Stella Lives in Bottled Water
The Truth As Only I Could Possibly See It
Life Nurturing Education
Huh?
For The Love of Boys
Empyrean Academy