A Meme

I got tagged by Danielle for a Meme on useless trivial habits I have...hmmmm, well almost all that type of information about me is useless and trivial, but I'll go for the most trivial....

Here are the rules:
(1) Link to the person that tagged you.
(2) List the rules on your blog.
(3) Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
(4) Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
(5) Let each random person know they have been tagged.

1. I can't sleep with my feet uncovered -- it's a hold out from when I was afraid of monsters under the bed (a couple weeks ago...hahaha, JK)

2. I have a paper due on diverticulitis today and instead of working on it, I'm reading blogs and doing stupid memes.....In other words, I'm a procastinator.

3. When I was a child I liked peanut butter and sweet pickle sandwhiches.

4. If it wasn't so impractical, I would have gone back to school to be an interior decorator rather then a nurse....I really love to decorate.

5. I'm a practical person...in a flighty, artsy, procastinating way.

6. I can't think of anything really interesting, but probably in the middle of my lecture of the lower GI tract I will think of tons of things and want a redo...

OK, Danielle already tagged the people I would tag...Dodi
Aimee and yes, she does need to update more, Colleeno, Ms. Marfa and Scott -- so if you want to read more on this line, check out their blogs and if you want to do this meme, let me know and I'll come read your blog!

And....oh my gosh, spell check is out, so I have no idea how badly I've done here....

Now, for the more serious stuff....I went to the Caucus (again, have no idea how that's spelled) for the first time ever. I had no clue what it was all about and it was so neat to be a part of the political process at that level...you really feel like at that level your vote means something -- like you're at the heart of the whole process. And there was such a camraderie (again, wish spell check was on). I even saw someone I knew...My first words, "Oh my gosh, I had no idea you were a democrat" she said the same to me and we hugged. I met some other neighbors too. You see in a red state, and in the suburbs, it's hard to find other dems...and ever since liberal has become a nasty word (and why is that?) it's not like we want to shout it out to the roof tops. I mostly keep my opinions to myself. Along with choosing a candidate, we also decided we should wear blue D's on our shirt in Scarlet Letter fashion.

So here's my opinion...
Romney? Really? Why?

Obama, Hillary? It was hard to choose, mostly because they're both a little left of the whole party line (I'm a middle of the road, fence sitter myself) I went with the majority (Obama) but still not sure who my fave is.

Really, really, I would like to tailor design my own candidate...some one down to earth, who really has, not only the country, but the individual man and woman who works to keep this country going, in mind...not so much big cooperations and the people who can afford to lobby. A candidate who cares about the earth and our resources....whether or not you believe we're in for a heat wave, ice age or nothing's going to happen, it does make sense to use renewable sources of energy...like say, solar, wind....It makes perfect sense to take care of our poor, our sick, our young and our old. I know that how we do that needs to be tweeked (I'm not about a free ride) but give me a break...and single mother trying to make it on her own, needs some help, if dead beat daddy isn't going to cough it up....and blaming her for getting into the mess, well that's just not helpful.

You know I just thought of something, maybe Jim Fay needs to write "Love and Logic for the politician" hahahahah (ok, for those of you not parents, Love and Logic is one of my favorite parenting books, it's about parenting out of consequences...like, 'If you choose to go out of the house without a coat you'll be cold, and if you make that choice you can't complain" I love it and the kids love it too).

anyway...I'm just saying.