For Steve (aka Superman)
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
5 Things that Bloggers don’t know about me…
1. I have weird food fetishes. I drink prolific amounts of coffee, but only until 11:00 a.m. After that I am most likely to switch to other caffeinated beverages like Diet Coke. Most of my food habits are unhealthy. I love red licorice or any kind of jujube, jellybean or jelly candy (Swedish berries are a favourite). I eat microwave popcorn on a regular basis. Oddly enough, there are some junk foods which I do not like at all, such as ice cream and potato chips. My all time favourite lunch is either a beef and bean burrito (I know I know) or spinach dip on bread.
2. I am a shopaholic. I am certain that my name would appear somewhere in the definition, if there is in fact one. My most favourite things to shop for include shoes, jeans, things for my children, and did I mention shoes? I have my mother to thank for this disease or thrill, I don’t know which it is. Her love was manifested in things purchased. I am not going to delve into a psychoanalysis here, but I think you get the idea.
3. I have traveled to three other continents in addition to the one I reside on. I’ve traveled through much of Europe, been to North Africa and Vietnam and Thailand in Asia. I’ll be going to South America (Uruguay) in the upcoming year or two.
4. I have a PhD. In Geography. This does not mean that I know all the names to every capitol city in the world. And I suck at Trivial Pursuit. Especially the Geography Category. It’s embarrassing.
5. When I was 13 years old, my senile grandfather, who was living with us, asked me if I “wanted to go downstairs with him…” . The innuendo was obvious. Nothing happened. He went to a nursing home shortly thereafter. Our family never spoke of this incident again. I do not think it has “scarred” me in any way. But who knows?
I'd love for the following people, if they so chose, to do this:
Heidi, Meow, MomyBlogR, Erikku, and Angel....
1. I have weird food fetishes. I drink prolific amounts of coffee, but only until 11:00 a.m. After that I am most likely to switch to other caffeinated beverages like Diet Coke. Most of my food habits are unhealthy. I love red licorice or any kind of jujube, jellybean or jelly candy (Swedish berries are a favourite). I eat microwave popcorn on a regular basis. Oddly enough, there are some junk foods which I do not like at all, such as ice cream and potato chips. My all time favourite lunch is either a beef and bean burrito (I know I know) or spinach dip on bread.
2. I am a shopaholic. I am certain that my name would appear somewhere in the definition, if there is in fact one. My most favourite things to shop for include shoes, jeans, things for my children, and did I mention shoes? I have my mother to thank for this disease or thrill, I don’t know which it is. Her love was manifested in things purchased. I am not going to delve into a psychoanalysis here, but I think you get the idea.
3. I have traveled to three other continents in addition to the one I reside on. I’ve traveled through much of Europe, been to North Africa and Vietnam and Thailand in Asia. I’ll be going to South America (Uruguay) in the upcoming year or two.
4. I have a PhD. In Geography. This does not mean that I know all the names to every capitol city in the world. And I suck at Trivial Pursuit. Especially the Geography Category. It’s embarrassing.
5. When I was 13 years old, my senile grandfather, who was living with us, asked me if I “wanted to go downstairs with him…” . The innuendo was obvious. Nothing happened. He went to a nursing home shortly thereafter. Our family never spoke of this incident again. I do not think it has “scarred” me in any way. But who knows?
I'd love for the following people, if they so chose, to do this:
Heidi, Meow, MomyBlogR, Erikku, and Angel....
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10:37 AM
Steve;
Great news that you moght be travelling to Asia sooner than later; work or pleasure?
No, do not call me by the Dr. title. Or the Mrs. title. I hate them both. ;)