Tag, I'm it;Tag, You're It.

O.k., my first tag. Thanks to Domesticator over at Stolen Moments, I must reveal 6 weird things about me. Is she trying to tell me something? Was that bowel movement post an indicator of some sort?

Here goes:

1. I actually liked childbirth. Yes, it hurt like hell, but the suspense and anticipation of when/where/how was fascinating to me. And the moment right after, holding that baby fresh from my insides was euphoric. Now, pregnancy, hah! I HATED it.

2. I crack my knuckles. Like every five minutes, even during sex. And my toes and ankles and wrists and knees. I've been doing it ever since I was about 12. My son is also addicted because of me.

3. I cannot handle vodka. It makes me very sick. It may even make me puke unexpectedly on innocent bystanders in McDonalds during a late night munchie episode. I said it "may," as it is a rather hazy memory.

4. I like my brownies undercooked. I intentionally underbake them so the middle is nice and gooey. I then will only eat the very middle ones in the pan and the corner pieces where the edges are nice and crispy. And, just like Izzy, I like my food on the burned side. A steak needs a nice charred crust to it and I pick out the crunchiest french fries in the bunch.

5. I can burp on command, really loud. I can even burp the ABC's.

6. I like vanilla ice cream....only. And when I eat it, I stir it up until it is half-way melted and smooth.


Here are the rest of the rules:

I must tag 6 people, by commenting on their blog, who I think are hiding crazy idiosyncrasies. I then must go back to the person who "outed" me to inform them I have done as instructed.

So, will the following please do me the honor of accepting my tag?

1. Comedian Jenee
2. Mom, Ma'am, Me
3. Mrs. Fortune & Her Cookie
4. Daring Young Mom
5. My Many Colored Days
6. the bee's knees