a meme

This is the first time I've agreed to continue a meme, but since it seemed short and simple I decided I'd give it a try. I'm supposed to tag six more of you to do the same but since I don't think I know six bloggers personally, I'm going to let you tag yourselves. I can name two of my vast readers who blog: my cousin Lesley, and Erin-who-I-have-never-met-but-who-writes-a-blog-I-read-and-reads-mine. If I'm missing you, let me know and tag yourself. At least let me know. I'm a good loyal reader and always commenter.

"Meme: n.A unit of cultural information, such as a cultural practice or idea, that is transmitted verbally or by repeated action from one mind to another." In practice a meme on a blog seems to be the equivalent of a chain letter. I never send those on so don't even bother. I've sent a recipe chain online before and even got one recipe back, but in general I ignore those too. In this case, the tagger is Harriet M. Welsh. The meme in question is to list 6 unspectacular things about myself. Most of me is unspectacular, so I'm not digging too deep.

1. I can't read music. I can sing if the person next to me can also sing in my range. I wish I could read music but I've taken some piano lessons and I haven't gotten there. I probably never will. My kids don't complain when I sing them to sleep.

2. I plant a wonderful yard every spring and watch it die every summer. This bothers me but I'm not sure how much of the solution is reforming my inability to go out in the heat, humidity and bugs to water and tend it, and how much is simply Georgia's drought.

3. I would choose sleeping over almost any other choice of things to do. I'd love to get ten hours of sleep at night. Since I have children, I do not get ten hours of sleep but it is still a good goal and I'm still pretty useless after 10pm.

4. I hate having anyone read over my shoulder. Pook does this all the time when I'm online and it drives me batty. He's doing it now and I'm going to need to shoo him away. Again. I also confess to often reading over CD's shoulder. If it drives him crazy he'll have to tell me to leave.

5. I miss swearing. I used to think that I could swear evenings, weekends and summer vacations when I wasn't teaching and then withhold the urge when I was around my classroom. No. Had to cut it out entirely. Once I was out of the habit from teaching, I had my own kids. They will be so pure.

6. I love watching the food channel on tv. CD calls it food porn. I write down recipes that seldom get cooked. I'm planning on organizing those pages. Soon. Really. Actually, I love to cook and he and I used to have fun cooking together. Again, kids got in the way. Now I cook so we can eat. Unfortunately, I still have this thing about eating the same menu more than once every couple of months, so deciding what to cook is always a chore.