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I’ve been tagged!!

I’m probably the last human being in journal land to play this game…but Gayla tagged me, so I must play:

7 Things I Plan To Do Before I Die
1. Stop being petrified by the fact that I WILL die. (Scares the crap out of me…)
2. Spend at least a month in Great Britain (preferably an entire year…)
3. Become debt-free (if I have to win the freakin’ lottery to do it…)
4. Write something that will endure at least a decade or two after I go (Grafitti?)
5. Paint my bedroom (I bought the paint three years ago…)
6. Refurbish my loom, or get a new one, and start weaving again.
7. Make my business a success (almost there…. )

7 Things I Can Do
1. Roll my tongue into a tube shape, like a straw. (This is genetic. Some people cannot do this. Something you always wanted to know…)
2. Count to ten in four languages. (Woo-hoo!)
3. Back up a twenty-foot trailer in a straight line (almost…)
4. Walk through a nursery and identify 90% of the plants without looking at the little tags. (most by their botanical names…)
5. Touch type (one of the few useful skills I learned in high school…)
6. Shop! (given unlimited funds, I’m sure I could out-shop Paris Hilton…)
7. Make change (without punching the "amount tendered" into the cash register.)

7 Things I Can't Do
1. Eat liver. (Of any kind. Just…yuck!)
2. See in the dark, anymore. (It drives me crazy.)
3. Back up a twenty-foot trailer around a corner (very nearly climbed a tree with it the last time I tried…)
4. Squash spiders or most other bugs (I keep thinking, how would I like it if someone did that to ME?)
5. Sew. (I SOOO suck at this particular Suzy Homemaker skill…)
6. Pay extra on my car or mortgage payments. (I always intend to, and never do…)
7. Read without my glasses (this also drives me crazy. The old eyes really are crapping out…)

7 Things That Attract Me To The Opposite Sex
1. Buff upper-body. (Gymnasts’ bodies make me swoon…)
2. Height, apparently (my husband is ten inches taller than me.)
3. Gentleness (Gentility?)
4. Cleft chins, dimples (husband has these, but they’re hidden by the beard…)
5. Spectacles. (My dad wore glasses. Almost every guy I dated or had a crush on, and the guy I married, did too. Go figure.)
6. Intelligence (I could never have married a guy who was not my intellectual equal. One guy was the biggest sweetheart, but not too bright. Ultimately, I would have eaten him alive…)
7. The fact that they could see beauty in ME (there has only been the one…)

7 Things I Say Most Often
1. F***ety-f***in’-bugger-f*** (a misquote of a Hugh Grant line from Four Weddings and a Funeral. A VERY satisfactory string of curses…)
2. "Go poop." (to the dog. She actually understands this and will do so. Most of the time…)
3. "Get DOWN!" (to whichever cat is currently perched on the counter, on the dining room table, on top of the fridge…)
4. "God f***in’ damn it!" (I never said I didn’t have a foul mouth…)

5. "I love you (too.)" (to the hubs. At least a couple times a day…)
6. "Don’t even think about it." (to anyone who might be considering pissing me off…)
7. "TMI! TMI!" (to anyone regaling me with a story to which I would rather not be privy…)

7 Celebrity Crushes (in no order)
1. Richard Gere (At least I have ONE age-appropriate crush…)
2. Gregory Peck (The ultimate combination of intensity and GREAT looks…)
3. Yul Brynner (the "Shall We Dance?" scene in The King and I gets me every time…)

4. Robert Redford (what can I say? "whoa… whoa… whoa… whoa… SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!")
5. Patrick Stewart (the intrepid Captain Picard… "Make it so!")
6. Rob Lowe (I fell for his character in West Wing…kinda makes me feel like a pedophile, though…)
7. James Earl Jones (the voice…I could listen to him read the phone book…)