According to Thinky-Doo-Catbert, I am obligated to write this post. Of course, she claims I don’t have to, but you and I both know I will die a thousand deaths, hate puppies and grow a third eye in my neck if I don’t. She’s not the first to obligate me to such. By not answering those first calls, I’ve already proven I think kitties are ugly, trees should all be burned to the ground, I have seven years of bad luck and I all but placed a public notice proclaiming I think all humpbacked whales should be harpooned for sport.
I am obliging now for selfish reasons. Let that be clear. I’ve not blogged for nearly 2 weeks. 
I must tell seven things about myself…things my own mother doesn’t really care about. You’re getting it, want to know or not. Then, I will tag seven other bloggers and claim their ears will fall off if they do not fall in line also. Ready? I don’t care if you are ready. I am going forward.
1. I have no tolerance for narcissism and do not understand groupies of the narcissist. I cannot wrap my mind around anyone that idolizes a person that is blinded so much by his own ego-shine he doesn’t know the idolizer is even there. Hmm…which one is worse?
2. For the first 15 years of my marriage I moved almost every single piece of furniture in my house once a month. I’d get to cleaning, and figure what the heck, it might look good over there. I associate this process with learning who I am and becoming comfortable in that skin. I rarely move furniture anymore. I am to the point in my life that I am comfortable enough with my own skin that I just don’t care if anyone likes the couch on the right side of the room or the left. Plus, the furniture is heavy. 
3. I don’t like being told I HAVE to do something. This is for multilayered reasons, but mostly because I am a brat. Although, I almost always do what I am supposed to without being told to. Imagine that. I do appreciate being asked and I also appreciate the option of saying no.
4. I have been very broken at different points in my life. Some of that was by others, but most was self inflicted. I take responsibility for that and make no excuses. I do, however, believe that even my mistakes can be used as a learning tool in the future. Some things hurt too much to go through again, but all things can be for the glory of God.
5. No matter what so-in-so said, I love puppies and kitties. I have been known on numerous occasion to speak in a goofy voice to them and lay on the floor so they can crawl through my hair. I firmly believe that when you take on an animal in your home, it is for their life and not your convenience. If you are not up for that level of commitment, do NOT get a pet.
6. I have a serious aversion to laziness. I don’t mean the sort where you spend a few days in your jammies and drink from the milk jug. I mean the sort of laziness in which you want me or someone else to work our tails off to give you what you “think” you deserve. I mean the sort of smack-worthy offense in which all people are working but one that has a remote or joystick grown into his skin and asks you to stop working to go get him a drink. Oh, I’ll get you a drink all right…along with a swift kick in the…
7. The time of spring in which God painted everything in neon colors is my favorite time of year. This is followed closely by the wind whipping so hard in the fall that I feel like Mary Poppins flying with an umbrella is not only possible but probable.
That concludes my telling of seven thing you don’t really want to know. Now, time to lay the guilt and point the rest of you in their direction. Just click the name and you will be transported. 
1. Kat Heckenbach- you know what they say about payback, Chicky.
2. Robynn Tolbert- get out of your shell, Turtle. Company is coming.
3. Keven Newsome- I don’t want to hear about how busy you are, Iguana. I know you have 33 minutes of freetime a week.
4. Stephanie Karfelt- I am not typing your whole name but the link still takes you to the same place.
5. Marc Schooley- When I read his work to my son Peyton, Marc gained two lifetime fans.
6. Morgan Busse- You may be newly published, but I know you have been on the scene for a while.
7. Kerry Nietz- The only reason I ever purchased his work was because I read an interview he did with Thinky-Doo and I remember thinking… “Here is a man with some substance.” Boy was that hunch ever right.
Peace, love and God’s will.
This made me laugh.
Yay! That is always a bonus. Thank you, Jessica.
If my ears fall off, will I still be able to hear? Because I don’t particularly like them, so as long as the holes are functional, I could live with that. I want the details of the curse, you see? IF my ears will cease to function entirely, does this mean I have to tell you seven things about myself you will wish you’d never heard? Does this also mean I get to spread this to seven other bloggers, and if they don’t blog about seven secrets that their space bar will only work with their left hand forevermore? (Because that, my friend, is quite a curse. I had it on my old laptop, and I think it rewired my brain. I haven’t been right since.)
The joy of this curse is the ability to pass whatever curse your imagination comes up with on to the masses…or at least seven.
That’s funny, because I was thinking about doing a blog about things people don’t know about me. I have led a very interesting life… lol
You have children. Of course you’ve lived an interesting life.
How did I miss this? I had no idea I was even tagged. Should I procrastinate on creating that marketing sheet or procrastinate on writing that writing article to do this? Maybe both.
You can do all of the above at some point.