I've been tagged

My friend Debbie tagged me, but there's nothing too interesting to post. I'll see if I can come up with something.



1. I have what Mark likes to call piggy back toes. My pinky toes cross over. It is a trait I was born with that was passed down from my mother, who got it from her mother. I believe it even went back to her father. I've had several opportunities to get them "fixed" for free, but I feel they make me unique, and why would I want to change something that makes me who I am? I secretly fear that getting them fixed could end up disastrous (like not being able to walk anymore - or at least strong discomfort). Who wants to have surgery if it's not necessary - they don't bother me except in some shoes.

2. I graduated with a degree in Elementary Education because I thought I would love to teach. It's not necessarily what will make me happy and I kindof dread the thought of ever actually having to be a teacher. If I ever had to go back to work I really don't think the pay would be substantial enough for our family and I'm pretty sure I could find something I liked a lot better for more pay. If I choose to go back to work, I'll definitely look at other areas. I would like to go back to school, but I haven't figured out for what yet. I've always been good with and enjoyed computers, math, and numbers so I've considered accounting, but it sounds kindof boring doesn't it?

3. I attended Ricks college and I would have to say it was the best two years of my life so far. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to downplay my marriage or family and the time I've spent with them which I wouldn't give up in order to go to college, but that time in my life was the biggest growing experience for me. It was the first time out on my own and I got to experience everything for myself (I know, kindof selfish). I have the greatest memories from this period in my life. I would have loved to serve a mission, because I've heard similar things about that time in people's lives. Hopefully, someday.

4. Almost everypiece of our furniture was a hand-me-down or was bought second hand. I'm not sure whether this is something to be proud of or embarrassed by. My secret desire is to have a nicely furnished/decorated home, but I don't have the means. First of all, I'm too cheap and don't want to spend the money. Second, I have no fashion/style sense. I can find certain things I like, but I cannot coordinate them whatsoever. We always talk about hiring a decorator one day when we're rich, but I hate not being able to do things myself.

5. We never anticipated staying in this house very long (We've already stayed two years longer than we thought). Mark is itching to buy some land to put a few cattle on and he wants to design the house/shop himself. The thought of this does not excite me in the least. Not that I'm against it, but for the same reason as above (no decorating sense) and because I am one of the world's worst decision makers, I would much rather find a home that I can walk into and say - yes I like it, then start from scratch and criticize every decision I made for the next 20 or so years. Of course, the flip side is that there's no way I would find a house that would fit all my wants.

6. I used to pride myself on being one of the cleanest, most organized people I knew. I'm not sure exactly when that fell apart, but the fact that I can't keep anything organized anymore eats at me everyday. I can spend all day organizing closets and straigtening the house, and by the next day it's back the same way. I'm not sure that I can simply blame it on just having kids (although they sure help) and being busy, but I sure hope it doesn't stay this way until I'm retired, because it's driving me insane. I have noticed that I've become somewhat of a hoarder. I can't bring myself to throw much away. I collect a lot of stuff that I may use one day and we're just running out of space to keep it all, so this has probably heightened the problem.

7. I don't like fruit. I'm not sure when this started, but I don't remember ever liking it. I think most of it is a texture issue, but there are definitely some tastes that I can't stand (mainly bananas). I can manage apples as long as they're not mushy and I do love olives (if you consider that a fruit), but beyond that, eating anything else is torture. I actually crave fruit sometimes (especially during pregnancy when I'm looking to eat something healthy), but that doesn't get me to eat it. I like fruit juices and Mark has tried on many occasions to get me to eat fruit - to no avail. I'm worried that I'll pass this on to my children. I try to buy fruit, having it around the house, and offering it as much as possible, but I don't think this will be enough. I've already noticed them averting more than I'd like them to.

Not too exciting, but maybe you learned something about me.

Here's 7 people I'd like to tag, but I'm not going to link their blog without permission - sorry.

Kristy M.
Holly P.
Alli D.
Shani W.
Sheryl J.
Sherri B.
Patty M.

And I encourage anyone else to who is willing, because I would love to learn 7 things about you.