5 Weird Things about Me

I’ve been tagged by my dear online and offline friend Heidi. It’s the “5 weird things/habits about yourself” meme!
To play the cybergame, list 5 weird things/habits about yourself. Then, choose 5 more people to be tagged and list their names. If you link to the post of the person who tagged you, and also link to the blogs of people you tagged, you can create a little navigation system for the idea virus. The people who get tagged do the same, rinse and repeat. Leave each of your viral victims a comment that says “you’re tagged!” and direct them to the post in which they are named. No threats, now - some folks just don’t like to play.
1. I talk to dead people -
when I go to the cemetery to my parents grave, I talk to the dead people I am passing. I lived near most of them growing up, or know them from church, or they are related. I picture a scene like that play "Our Town" where they are all sitting around on chairs up in heaven and Mr. Plant might say as I drive up, "Hey Paul and Betty, one of your kids is here, it is the next to youngest, I forget her name, you know, the chubby one" and Mr. Zuba is saying "stay off my plot of grass" and my parents are all happy to see me and as I pass each grave I say "excuse me, sorry to step on you as I get to my parents spot" Then I get there and I say hello to Uncle Sonny who is buried next door (in the ground) and hello to all the other neighbors buried in that area. I picture them all sitting around talking about me and saying how big the kids have gotten and "yes, your namesake looks just like his mother and the "baby" has your eyes Paul!" It's weird. But it has gotten me thru the last 20 years this August 25th, since my Dad died. and the 2 1/2 already since my Mom died. Besides, my parents always taught me to respect your elders. I guess I can't stop even if they are dead!
2. I still fantasize about meeting my idols -
OK, this is from my Shaun Cassidy years where I used to dream about meeting him on my street. (! in Attleboro? LOL). But it did come true when I met Henry Winkler (AKA Fonzie) outside the WARA building in 7th grade, and I touched his elbow ( I still have not washed that hand lol)! I think I will be driving in my car on my 32 mile drive to and from work each day, and a limo will go by with oh, lets say Jon Bon Jovi in it, and I will be singing my heart out to one of their toons, and they will have me pull over and I can meet them. (Does this fantasy mean I have a really pathetic life?)
3. I clip my toenails wicked short -
to the point of almost not have any on the shorter toes, this is bad because once I cut them so short, I got some dirt in it, and I got blood poisoning. Of course, when I went to Sturdy a week later, they said it was a broken toe (even though it did not show up on the xray) and they taped it together. A few days later, when the red streak was about half way up my calf, I saw my real doctor, who admitted me (to Sturdy! ) and I was in there for 5 days on IV antibiotics! Of course, they had me in my room for 3 hours before anyone came to check on me, and I was in such pain at that point (red line up to the knee) and the surgeon consult came to see me and when he lifted the sheet and looked at my foot ran out to the hallway and shouted" I want a nurse in here STAT" that I realized how incompetent they really were! he then proceeded to slice my toe open (no pain meds, nothing , by this time my foot was numb) But I recovered and knowing now, I should have sued, but whatever!
4. I think i am a Dr. -
My friend Heidi who sent me this assignment really is one. She wrote a long paper and spent years studying and getting smart. I barely passed High School and some junior college classes! But, I feel (having worked at that incompetent hospital Sturdy for 5 years in medical records) that I am qualified to be a Dr. (looking back at that last paragraph, maybe I am qualified to work there at the ER!) But for 5 long years I looked at every ER report and test I filed, read the M & M reports (the monthly meeting about who died there and why and how can we stop the family from suing us) My father was a doctor too. When we were sick, he was the one who knew what was wrong. When we got hurt, we went to him and he determined if we needed the ER (usually not) He had some training, he was "Safety Officer" at his work! LOL I think he took some course at the Red Cross to do that! But he knew alot of home remedys his parents used, and I still use today. Every time someone tells me they are sick, I ask their symptoms and usually I tell them what is wrong. They first go to their local doctor, but my diagnosis is usually correct! When my son Paul was having trouble with his knee, I researched, and researched and finally found what I thought was wrong. I went to three doctors before one found out that I was correct! He ended up needing a pin in his hip. When the doctor finally got the problem to present when they took an xray, as he showed his intern and asked "what do you see" the intern same some lame ass medical sounding thing and the doctor turned to me and said "Mom, what do you see?" to which I replied, "a slipped capital femur epiphysis!" and the doctor said "see, you need to research like his mother did"! Therefore, I am a doctor!
5. I bought my 16 year old son a subscription to Playboy -
OK, I was tired of finding that my son (being a red blooded american male) was looking at porn (disgusting stuff actually) on my computer, I freaked out. Then I found out he did it again and I had enough. I was not going to have my computer crash or get raided by some government official who tracked my son looking at porn online! So being the control freak I am, I had my husband get him a subscription to Playboy. The girls are pretty normal looking (as normal as an airbrushed model can be) and there are some really good articles in there! Yes, I looked! lol But seriously, I told him to read the articles too! lots of tips on grooming, relationships and some really great political stuff. (really)
Who can I send this too? The only person I know personally who blogs is Heidi, and she sent it to me. So if you read this, feel free to add a comment on your five weird things!

