Oh, sure Blogger’s Guilt has nothing on Mommy Guilt and therefore I can ignore it pretty easily. Remember the old Charlie Brown line . . . . Love means never having to say you’re sorry. Well, I ‘m here to tell you that being a Mom means ALWAYS having to say “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it! Oh, how could I do that!” Moms + Guilt . . . it’s a beautiful thing.So, it’s really not hard for me to ignore Blogger’s Guilt. Blogger’s Guilt doesn’t really come with the possibility of lifelong ramifications. It’s so unlikely that one of my readers will send me screaming ALL CAPS comments about how I drove them into therapy. Still, given the guilt load of the average mother, it’s best to avoid any additional guilt if at all possible.
So, despite being horrifically busy, recovering from illness, and generally uninterested (!), I am going to share 8 random things. Henceforth, however, all additional ‘tags’ for this type of game will simply be pointed to this post . . . guilt-free!
8 Random Things About Me
- The first bird on my bird list is a Bald Eagle. Before I started birding, it was a bird memorable enough to remember when and where I saw it. 🙂
- I was 33 when I had my first child.
- I married my high school sweetheart.
- I am a hideous, lazy slob who has never had a clean AND tidy house except when we were selling our house because the cleaning service came weekly and I had to tidy every night to keep up with it all. I loved the results and hated the work. I need to be wealthy enough to have a “staff” — either that or pixies who come at night and tidy up for me. Neither seems forthcoming.
- I hate the sound of whistling. It sends me right round the bend.
- My first labrador was named after a Led Zeppelin song — Kashmir. My second labrador was named after a Led Zepplein song — Misty Mountain Hop. (Someone once asked me if I was going to name my next Labrador The Crunge.)
- I saw one of my Red-shouldered Hawks flying over my car today while I was on the freeway — I watched it through the sunroof. Forget about people talking on cellphones or eating while driving . . . watch out for birders!
- I love Disco!
mother. wife. friend. teacher. writer. reader. photographer. birder. quilter. blogger.
Liza Lee Miller 
Liza, send me some of your leftover pixies, ok? :c)
Liza- I’m with you on #4!!! I can never keep my house neat and clean! We’ve been known to plan a family get-together at our house just to get the push to clean the house. There- i said it. It’s liberating!!!
Blogger guilt? NO WAY!!! You’re right. Mommy guilt is enough!!!
Oh, I worked across the hall from a whistler. All day long….faint whistles, loud whistles, and after three months, I surveyed everyone else and we agreed to tell him, in a funny way, we hated WHISTLING in the office. He took it well and didn’t whistle for a week. Then…
I need a “staff” too. It’s been a dream of mine for many years.
I used to be a disco queen, too!
You crack me up.
Liza – I loved # 7 – watching a hawk through the sunroof. I’ve been wanting to get a new car and one with a sunroof, but I better not let my husband know that I may be susceptible to watching birds through a sunroof! 🙂 Thanks for sharing 8 random things about yourself.
Nice list, Liza. I’m definitely with you on hideous housekeeping, remembering the first time I saw an eagle, and watching for wildlife while I’m driving. I am not, however, a disco fan! LOL!
Wonder why whistling bothers you. I love to whistle–hmmm–very strange.
KGMom, I don’t mind my OWN whistling. I mind other people’s whistling! 🙂 Don’t really know why — it’s a little bit like nails on a chalkboard. Hate it.
Jayne, if I find any pixies, I promise I’ll share!
I’m not a big fan of disco but I’ve always been a big Zeppelin fan.