Blog Virgin = Blirgin?

I've never done this before (she said shyly)...

So I'm winging it here, folks. Since I have no idea how to start this, I'm going to go "stream of consciousness" on you for a bit.

I am your typical suburban hausfrau.  3 kids, 2 cats, 1 minivan, 1 husband.

I prefer to speak in movie lines and work them into conversations whenever possible.

I met my husband in the Washington Post Classifieds 11 yrs ago.  My best friend said “He sounds weird.”  I said “Yeah, but I’m weird.”  She said “But you’re not weird like that”.  Happily ever after……

I am deathly afraid of sharks.

I am not a superstitious person, but whenever I pass the Mormon Temple on 495 I have to say "Get back, JoJo" or I feel the rest of day will go badly.

I leave the tops off of things....sometimes on purpose.

I have my late dog's ashes on the top shelf in my closet.  I miss her.

I have all the baby teeth that my kids have lost so far (except for the one my son swallowed)

I love, LOVE 80s hair bands.

I like formulaic cop shows.  It makes me feel comfortable to know who did it and that the bad guy will be caught within the hour.

I enjoy ironing.  It's relaxing.  I detest and am not good at all other housework

I sometimes turn the bezel on my husband's watch one or two clicks because I know it bothers him if it's not straight up at 12

I have always wanted to write a book, have had several good ideas but am SO uninterested in writing it all down.

I went blonde for one summer, just to see what the big deal was.  Meh.

I was propositioned by Robert Scorpio in a bar in Georgetown circa 1987.  He was loaded and tried to get me to "take a walk" with him.  I declined.  He left and passed out on the sidewalk in front of the bar.

I can't stand being barefoot.  Ew ew EW!

I do not like the phrase “fresh vegetables”.  Don’t know why, but it creeps me out.

I like cheesy 80s movies…Better Off Dead, Spaceballs, One Crazy Summer, Remo Williams, Big Trouble In Little China, etc

I take pictures of my kids when they sleep.  My son calls me a stalker.

When my husband and I were first dating he asked me to get his mail while he was away on a business trip - I went through his stuff.  I sat on the floor of his basement for an hour going through boxes of pictures and misc things.  I told him about it afterward....I'm a snoop, not a liar.

I will try just about any skin care product that comes on the market.  I am the woman who the marketing guys target.  If they call it a “serum” I am twice as likely to buy it.

I was born to be the front man in a rock group (think David Lee Roth), however I was cursed with a bad singing voice (think Yoko Ono).  My wonderful husband  hooks up a mic for me in his music room and will play Journey, VanHalen,  Nazareth on the guitar for hours while I indulge my alter ego.  (I apologize to all the dogs in the neighborhood)

Sometimes I buy new clothes for my kids because I get tired of looking at the old ones.

I was robbed in Spain and spent two days and nights alone in a hotel, eating Burger King for breakfast/lunch/dinner until the American Embassy opened on Monday morning and I could get a new passport.

Each of my children is my favorite, depending on the time of day.

I sometimes engage people in conversation just because I can tell they’re trying to blow me off.

I hope you will check out the Tip Of My Tongue again. (That sounds naughtier than I intended)