Tagged for Life

Theresa, a fellow Las Vegan, has tagged me. As the rules state, I must reveal 7 random facts about myself. At the end I'm supposed to tag 7 people HOWEVER given that I've tagged almost every one of you once, I'm not going to name names. Anyone reading this, and you know who you are (right?) consider yourself tagged. C'mon, share a piece of yourself with us on your blog! I don't know about you but sometimes I just don't know what to blog about, so here's something...you you you. And check out Theresa's blog and her really wonderful Etsy shop.


Here are my random facts:

I Yesterday I was shopping at Goodwill and I purchased a pair of ADORABLE baby Ugg boots. Or maybe they're toddler boots, what do I, a childless spinster, know about baby boots? This random fact reveals a couple of things about me. I thrift shop (religiously). And I buy completely useless things. But they were so cute!!! And now they are sitting in front of my fireplace, and I could use them as bookends. And I just love Uggs and can't afford a pair to wear but now I OWN a pair of Uggs!!!

II I have two (2) high school diplomas.

III I would way rather send/receive an email than talk on the phone.

IV I love Melatonin-induced dreams.

V I miss Knot's Landing but have found that Desperate Housewives fills the void.

VI I once sat in the lobby of a hotel in Los Angeles, just because I knew David Bowie would be walking by. And he did.

VII I think roman numerals are cool.

The Photo Tag Game/Jelly Donut

A new (to me) and fun tag game, the requirement is to choose the 6th folder and the 6th picture. Thanks for the hit Kimberly. Check out her blog and her Etsy shop, she is one talented tagger!

My picture is entitled Jelly Donut. Jelly Donut is located on Virginia Street, a main road in Reno, NV. It's the long stretch of Virginia between the regular casino section (downtown?) and the Atlantis/Peppermill section. In the 3 or 4 days we usually spend in Reno each visit, we drive this stretch countless times. Jelly Donut is one of those retro doughnut shops that have absolutely no decor, no charm, no warmth. But they do have pretty darn good doughnuts. I would prefer if it was called Baked Donut (I don't like jellies nor am I fond of putting food in my body that has been plunged into a vat of oil.) Anthony would prefer if it was called Jelly Donut & Pizza ('nuff said.)

The picure reminds me of the enjoyable time we always have when we go to Reno. We'd gone every year since we met but last year I couldn't because I was in a new job with no paid time off yet (no Anthony, I cannot affor to take time off without pay, neither financially nor mentally.) Maybe on our next visit (hopefully Spring) I'll finally take a picture of the Asian restaurant with the sign that reads, "Have a Rice Day."

Thanks for joining me on this short trip down memory lane. I wish you all a rice day!

Now the rules of the game:

1) Go to your picture folder, or wherever you store your photos on your computer
2) Go to the sixth folder and pick the sixth picture
3) Post it on your blog and tell the story that goes along with the picture
4) Tag five friends to do the same thing, and leave a message on their blog that they have been tagged~


I hereby TAG:

1. Jamee Jonara Blu Maui
2. Marjorie Marjorie's Cracked Plate Jewelry
3. Michelle Michivision
4. Willow Simply Willow
5. Wezz The World of Wezz

NOTE: IF YOU DON'T WANNA PLAY I WILL FORGIVE YOU...eventually.

I MIGHT PREFER HIDE & SEEK...

...But I was tagged so Tag’s the game.Tammy Powley is the one to blame so don’t look at me! Check out her wonderful blog, The Crafty Princess.

1. I get very upset at those seemingly adorable pictures of cats playing with wool. Mandy, my adorable, tiny, Chocolate-Point Siamese did that once. She ate some and because she couldn’t bite it off she kept eating it. It wrapped around her intestines. She needed surgery, but because she was so small, she never woke up out of the anesthesia.

2. I have a secret fantasy about living in the country. I would like to live within smelling distance of a horse. I don’t really think this will/should happen... it’s a fantasy.

3A. When playing a poker tournament, I will always chop at the end however I will never initiate a chop as I have a fear of rejection.
3B. I have a fear of rejection.

4. I love anecdotes (def: A short account of an interesting or humourous incident.) Here’s my favourite. One day I was driving in the Santa Monica mountains with my two roommates. Naturally the radio reception went out so I popped in a tape (remember tapes?) Roommate One who shall remain nameless says “Oh, the tape works in the mountains. I must remember that.”If Roommate Two who shall remain nameless had not been there to confirm, I would have thought I had hallucinated it. (Perhaps I’ll share my Madonna anecdote with you in the future.)

5. My biggest regret? Capping my front tooth.

6. I used to have an amazing memory. No longer.

7. I used to have an amazing memory. No longer.

Alternate ending:

6. I can only count to six.

EDITORIAL NOTE

I was remiss and I apologize. In a past blog entry “Customer Disservice” I failed to introduce you to the cats in the photo. Pat and Vanna (L-R) are Anthony’s furry kids. I know what you’re thinking, but Anthony really is straight. One of the things we have in common is that we were both on Wheel of Fortune (before we met.) It was a highlight of his life. I barely remember mine. Except I won a trip to Hawaii on the puzzle “Harry S. Truman.”