Run With The Fishes

I have been tagged by Amy* with a meme that she created all by herself.

List 5 things from childhood that define who you were/are and how you thought/think. Weird things you did (and sometimes still do) as a child. They could be kind of typical things, not necessarily “original” things that ONLY you did, but maybe your weird brain did some of them in a different way.

This is going to show what a poor memory I have. I don’t know if I even have 4 let alone 5.

1. Counting in the car – Used to count random things on trips, street signs, dashes, mile markers. Along with counting in the car, I used to pretend there was someone outside of it on the side of the road doing cartwheels or backflips. How big a backflip would someone have to do to actually keep up with a car going 50mph on the highway? When the car was going slow I used to always think to myself, If I were walking I could be at X spot by now.
2. Music and singing – My brother, cousins and I used to put on talent shows for relatives. Grabbing fake microphones and belting out the songs.
3. Cleaning – I am not a neat freak (if you have seen my house you know this is true), but I like for things to be organized. Whenever I cleaned my room I would take everything out of all my drawers, refold it all, and reorganize my dresser. I also start from one side of a room and work towards the other.
4. Sampling smells and flavors – I remember gathering up perfumes and flowers and who knows what to make my own special perfumes (man they must have reeked and it’s probably why I don’t wear any now). I have also loved being in the kitchen ever since I was very small and experimenting. I used to try and invent new soups, with water, onions (sometimes wild green ones) and whatever else. My poor mom. I still really enjoy cooking and all 3 of the kids like to be in there with me helping out so maybe this will carry on in them.
5. Building houses and tents – We would throw blankets and sheets over tables, chairs that were spaced out in just the right way, or try and hang them from something attached to the wall. If we had a big huge box we were in heaven. That sucker would start out as a house, then morph its way into a car, a plane, or whatever else we needed it to be.

*We have known Amy for over a decade and never met. Crazy – I know.

The time reflected on this post is not the actual posting time, but the time I started. It was fun, thanks Amy! I guess now I need to tag someone else. I’ll pick Patricia, Todd, and Josh. If anyone else would like to do it (Miss Isabel, I’m looking at you), just leave me a comment