For the first time since I started blogging last September, I’ve been “tagged” -- not specifically, you imderstamd [oops, I meant understand, of course, but my fingers and brain must not have been connected, and thanks, Jeannelle, for bringing the typo to my attention so cleverly in your comment], but in a general, catch-all sort of way. Let me explain. Tagging is what it’s called when someone has been picked to answer a series of questions, then they pick someone else -- you -- to answer the same questions, and after you have answered them, you pick someone else to do the same thing. And on and on it goes, until everybody in the entire universe gets to play the game. Or so goes the theory. My “blogger extraordinaire” cyber-friend, Jeannelle of Iowa, responded to a tag she received by notifying everyone -- EVERYONE -- who reads her blog that he/she/they had now been tagged. Here are the questions:
1. What was I doing ten years ago?
2. Five snacks I enjoy
3. Five things on my to-do list today
4. Things I’d want if I were a billionaire
5. Five jobs I've had
6. Five of my bad habits
7. Places I've lived
And here are my answers:
1. What was I doing ten years ago? Contemplating early retirement, celebrating our 35th anniversary, driving a 1996 Toyota Camry, enjoying my three grandchildren (now there are six), playing with my white poodle, Pierre Jean-Jacques Dubois (P.J. for short), vacationing in Florida.
2. Five snacks I enjoy. Potato chips, chicken salad on club crackers, tortilla chips with peach-mango salsa, cashews, either lemon meringue pie or butter pecan ice cream (maybe that’s a dessert, not a snack).
3. Five things on my to-do list today. Wish my daughter-in-law a happy birthday, spend the day with Elijah and Noah while their parents go faux a room somewhere, send a baby gift to our new great-niece in Texas, pay some bills online, play Scrabble and/or Skip-Bo with Ellie.
4. Things I’d want if I were a billionaire. Good health, twenty-five more years with Ellie, friends that like me for me and not my money, a summer home in Banff, a winter home in Maui.
5. Five jobs I’ve had. Soda jerk, steno-typist at Santa Fe Railroad, church organist, technical writer, computer programmer.
6. Five of my bad habits. Interrupting others when they're speaking, hogging the computer, I can’t think of any other bad habits -- oh, yeah, denial.
7. Places I’ve lived. Pawtucket, RI; Mansfield, TX; Bellevue, NE; Poughkeepsie, NY; Boca Raton, FL.
And now--tah-dah!--I tag none other than MY DAUGHTER! You know you who are.
