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Peggy tagged me, Peggy just moved, how she has time to tag is beyond me!! But if she has time to do it and unpack, I guess I can avoid work for a minute to fulfill the tag.

I'm supposed to list 6 quirky things about myself.
Link back to the person who tagged me.
List the rules on my blog.
Tag 6 "unsuspecting" bloggers to complete, see the end of the post.

1. I was a tomboy growing up. I liked to play what the boys were playing as opposed to the girls. I wore my brother’s old clothing and did not bother with dresses or anything frilly unless forced upon by my mother. One day I was out with the boys jumping our bikes off a ramp. I hit the ramp wrong and did a magnificent flip off of the ramp landing on my face. I scrapped myself up pretty good, bruised my two front teeth. I still have scars on my hands from the fall.

2. I have a phobia of germs. I get sick really easily so I am obsessive of washing my hands and not touching things I do not know where they have been. However, once I know you I can do such things as not wipe off my fork before eating at your house or share (gulp) chap stick with you… but I do always wipe it off before or after. To get to this point takes years.

3. I love kissing, odd if you read the above. When I moved to Chicago I was not a kisser, I was a hugger. The people I lived with are a kissy group of people; mostly on the cheek, sometimes on the lips. It took me a while to get used to my boss kissing me on the cheek but then I started to really like that form of greeting or farewell.

4. I am terrified of the dark and guns. TERRIFIED. My uncle and cousin were both murdered by a person with a gun at night (different times, one right before my mission and one during). When I moved home a few years ago one of our customers found out that I was afraid of guns and thought it would be a good idea if he broke me of this fear. So one day he snuck into my office while my head was down with two guns. When I looked up I had 2 six shooters pointed at my head. I hit the floor, rocking and crying. He thought it was funny; I am even more scared of guns now. I can handle the dark for the most part now.

5. I force myself to not be shy. While I seem really outgoing, I do not like new situations or situations I do not have control over, I normally shrink in the corner until I feel comfortable. I am kind of a control freak, yes it is true. I walked out of the only surprise birthday party that was ever successfully thrown for me because I do not like not knowing what is going on. (This is not a challenge to throw me a party; I will walk out of it too!)

6. I do not have a love of school; it is hard for me to get good grades. In high school I would study and study for a test and pass with a C while my siblings would not study and get an A. My mom used to call me her street smart kid and the others were book smart. However, I was the 3rd person in my family to get an Associates Degree and will be the first in my family to have a Bachelors when I finish in March.

Now, I tag: Emily, Amy, Rachael, Melissa, Jill & Rochelle. Do it, don’t do it, meh…