I've been tagged again. Thats twice in one week. Must be getting slow.
This one was to tell you all eight random facts about myself. I'm pretty forthcoming with the information so I can't imagine there's eight things about me you all don't already know. Lets see.
1. I have no interest in looking at peoples houses.
You know when you go to someones house and they take you on a tour. What the hell is that about. So you stand there and admire their bathroom or bedroom and everyone ooh's and aah's. Well I don't get that. It's a room. It has walls and a door. Get over it.
2. I refuse to do canteen duty at the school.
Just thinking about all those dirty hands, all that dirty change, all that working out of mathematical equations and god please save me from all that gossip in an enclosed space with other women. It's ok though as we live in a small town, so it's well known that I don't do canteen. Once my husband was at Little Athletics and a woman said to him – 'I hear Cat doesn't do canteen'.
3. I'm very strong.
I don't know why but I always have been. As a schoolgirl I used to arm wrestle the boys on the school bus. I could see the fear in their eyes, they were going to be beaten by a GIRL. Now I arm wrestle my husband. Yes it's a very romantic relationship. I did a self defence course a few years ago and they brought in guys that you had to fight. I heard them saying I was very strong.
4. I can never remember the name of someone I meet.
I don't know what it is. Maybe I don't care what their name is. I think it's because I don't like being close to people. I have a hula hoop rule. I like to pretend I'm wearing a hula hoop and no one is allowed within the hula hoop. But when you meet people, they want to lean in close and touch you and get within the hula hoop and maybe I just freak out and can't concentrate on all that and their name as well. I play a game now where I associate someones name with someone I already know with the same name. That helps.
5. I am scared of a retarded boy in town.
He's a dead set freak. He'll kill a young girl one day and they'll find him cuddling her, saying he was just trying to keep her warm. He's about 19 or 20 but big, with bottle bottom glasses. And if I'm sitting in the car in the carpark and he walks through, I have a mild panic attack and lock all the car doors. Ever since my girls were young I've told them they are never to talk to him or make eye contact with him. I don't care, something about him is wrong.
6. I watch The Bold and the Beautiful
No more to be said. Shut Up.
7. I stole money.
When I was in high school we had this fundraiser. It was decided (by people who obviously weren't going to actually do it) they we would find suckers to sponsor us to run up and down this huge mountain in town. It probably wouldn't be allowed anymore due to insurance reasons. So I collected my money. Then I kept it. I earnt that bloody money.
8. I am a big fan of The Commando.
Now I know when it comes to The Biggest Loser that Bob and Gillian are the main man (and woman). And I dearly love them both. Bob seems like the sweetest man you could ever meet and despite all Jillians hard arse talk she knows how to reach people emotionally. Their australian counterparts – Shannon and Michelle are ok. But I feel they have some issues, feeling they have to be better than Bob and Jillian. (Anyway Michelle has some wierd obsession with Cossie so that puts me off her – at least she got over JJ though).
But The Commando is my kind of man. He's the one I would want on my team. Kimba said to me the other night that she'd like Alison for a mother. And I said – 'she'd be all soft and sweet and pathetic'. And Kimba said – 'yeah, I want to try one of those mums for a while'.
But I will just point out that when kimba was in year 5 they had to write an essay on the person they would most want to be stranded on an island with and she said it would be me. Because I would never give up.
Just call me commando – ess.
I don't tag people but if you feel the urge to divulge – feel free.