I HAVE BEEN TAGGED
Just when you thought you had seen enough memes about me me. Having been tagged twice I had better get to work. Please, consider yourselves tagged because I won’t list anyone, okay?
Each person posts the rules before their list, then list 8 things about themselves.
At the end of the post, that person tags and links to 8 other people and then visits those people’s spaces and comments letting them know that they have been tagged, and to come and read the post, so they know what they have to do.
1- I have been called a "warehouse of useless information" because of my love of trivia. Personally, I consider most of my knowledge quite useful.
2- I dream I can play the piano. When I was a wee gal, I had a few lessons and always wanted to play. I WILL play one day.
3- I prefer the mountains to the beach. Having had a blistering burn and a touch of sunstroke, the shade of trees has a certain lure.
4 – Having said that, I don’t do outside much. The bane of allergies.
5- I have a BA in Psychology with an unofficial minor in health education. I am also halfway to a masters in education but want to switch majors, when I have the money, quite possibly to an MSW (Masters of Social Work so I can work with adolescents – the forgotten needy people in our country).
6- I have recently volunteered to be a teaching assistant in my church’s outreach of teaching ESL (English as a Second Language). Our area is one of many cultures with so many wishing to speak our language. Nice change, eh?
7- I have got a sarcastic, nasty streak.
8- I am very curious as to where God wants me to live in the future. Unless things change drastically, we are being taxed and priced out of our part of the Great Atlantic Northeast. The hardest part of any move, other than if my children wouldn’t choose to follow, would be leaving my church. We develop close, family relationships and I know there aren’t many churches in the USA which have the cell model.
On a different subject, The Boy took two steps forward yesterday in his recovery. We were at a cousin’s college graduation bbq where there was drinking and beer pong. After a couple of ours, the boy came to us and said, "If we don’t leave now I am going to relapse." He knew his limits. Bravo, son. Later, he tried to manipulate me into letting him go out with someone I don’t know and past curfew. One step backwards. At least we are ahead of the game for once.
Have a great week, gail