Seven things…

It’s surprisingly difficult to think of seven things people don’t know about me that I don’t want them to know. I could list seven obvious things, like how I have a touch of the drama queen from time to time. Or that I like books. Or that my hair is black…although, actually that could be one. Since I have a starting point, here goes:

My hair is black. Out of a bottle now, of course, but when I was born, right up until the age of 10 my hair was jet black, raven black. Aged 10 genetics kicked in and I went grey—100 per cent. Which is a pain in the arse, but now that I’m out of my teens (barely, obv), I can see the joy in having rather nice, silvery grey hair (not that anyone is going to see it for at least another 15 years).

To continue on with the physical attributes? I don’t know, maybe.

My eyes are brown, they are sometimes light hazel, which I dislike, tbh, they’re at their best when chocolately brown. I’m surprisingly vain. Yes, surprisingly. *steely glare*

I have no control over my facial expressions, you can tell exactly what I’m thinking as I think it. Which is a stone cold bitch, tbh. Also, when I am *cough* less than honest the pitch of my voice rises. Yes, I am delighted to be such an open book. I am equally delighted that I had to be caught out many times for someone to figure this tell out. 😐

I’m good at keeping secrets. Which is a damn good thing because people tell me theirs.

I can’t spell (without the aid of spell check/the OED/Google/much retyping) rhythm or rhyme, have trouble differentiating between breathe and breath on the spur of the moment, and recently discovered “judgement” could be spelled “judgment”.

I mentioned above the touch of drama queen? Well, I also have a touch of the gibbering crazies. That mad glint drives me to do stupid things and think stupid thoughts. Feelings of paranoia happen and whenever these rise up I require a slap in the face and a sharp “cop on”, which is good because that’s all I ever bloody get (thanks, lads) (OK, I lied, sometimes I get hug. Which is nice.).

It was suggested that I don’t have to be honest in this list, with this in mind I present you with three statements, one is the truth. Feel free to choose your preferred story.

  • I’m the mother of two adorable, yet utterly badly behaved children named Pubert and Pubertina.
  • I once dislocated my shoulder in a hilarious pratfall during a job interview a few weeks after concussing myself in yet another sidesplitting incident.
  • I do not have one tattoo, as I have previously stated. I, in fact, have two tattoos. The second (but chronologically first) happened in Boston after the Red Sox won the World Series. I refuse to disclose what it is, or where it is.

(This blog post, my first since January, is a result of being awarded a “versatile blogger” badge from @nettiewriter. Thanks Nettie! In thinking about this post aloud on Twitter, others felt the need to butt in (joking!) and tell me some things about myself…they are:

1.pernickety 2.eyeliner 3.stripper 3.irish 5.clever 6.loose 7.funny

1) Young 2) Pedantic 3) Irritating 4) Irritatingly young 5) Youthfully pedantic 6) Pedantically irritating 7) Irish (from @janetravers)

(Updated 7 things from @marzillk, she gets extra points for not being insulting!)

I know you have a tattoo, you love em-dashes, you do burlesque dancing, you can’t mambo & your flat overlooks a graveyard.

This is interesting, because Irish came up twice, which I wasn’t expecting! I was also delighted to see “stripper”, “irritating” and “loose” there. You know me so well…Feel free to add to the many insults listed above in the comments section.)

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7 Comments on “Seven things…”

  1. nettiewriter says:

    Without a doubt you dislocated a shoulder. It just sounds like the type of thing you would do. Is there a prize if I’m right…?
    Nxxx

  2. Jane Travers says:

    Nah, I reckon it’s the tats. Too many details in the story 🙂

  3. Dawn N says:

    It doesn’t surprise me that you can’t spell, Missy! Editors are generally bad spellers. It’s another of life’s great mysteries. Or mysterys?

    • Muddled says:

      I can spell, I spel reel gud…oh gosh, that’s irritating to even look at, apologies! Anyway, I can spell, those listed above merely give me pause…

  4. Haha I know too much about you. I really am sooooo disappointed I mis-read that and thought that there was one untrue statement.

    Man I wish you had a tattoo, it’d be amazing cos I was trying to think of what part of your body I haven’t seen and to be honest there weren’t many options, which lead to believe you had a tattoo in a weird and hidden place!

    • Muddled says:

      You’re not meant to give it away, dammit! Anyway, I could have a tattoo, I’m fairly sure there is at least one square inch of me you haven’t seen? Possibly? Unlikely.


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