The rules are fairly simple, I write 7 facts about myself and then nominate others to do the same. If I nominate you and you don’t wish to take part, no worries!!
7 Facts About Me
I am a klutz. I walk into a door or a wall at least a couple of times a day, I never really hurt myself though my legs are constantly bruised. My friend laughs at how often I have to buy new plates, bowls and cups, because I drop them A LOT.
I have never left Europe. I was born in Ireland, moved to England when I was nine and had a day trip to France with my school when I was ten, but that’s it. I plan on seeing a lot more of the world once the children are older.
I love Autumn. All the colors and the leaves kicking up in the wind. What a beautiful time of year. Winter is awesome too when we get snow, but we don’t get it very often here in Hampshire, England.
I have four cats, a dog and three mice. The mice were not planned but I saw someone trying to sell one baby one. Mice should live together, so I felt sorry for it, also, in England, people buy pet mice to feed to their snakes and I didn’t want that to happen. So, we gave Sprinkles a home, took her to a breeder to make sure she was a girl and to introduce her to two other girls a month older than her – and now we have 3. Sprinkle, Milky and Lana.
Tea and Coffee, milk, no sugar. (decaf tea – it tastes better)
I’m accident prone. I have fallen off lots of high objects. A building (hospitalized for that stunt – though no broken bones!) A tree (or several), a garage and I fell down a large valley in Ireland when I went for a visit. I only have a couple of scars though, a purple one on my knee from the garage incident – I was about eight and I fell off the garage and into a pile of glass, ooopsie! I was in a car crash too, got a scar on my lip from that one, but again – no broken bones. Oh and I split my head open, jumping down the stairs when I was about twelve, nine stitches – I hit my head off the ceiling. (I jumped too high!) Scar on my head from that. Oh, and I just remembered. I tripped over a wire in the hallway of my mother’s flat when I was eight – got a scar on my chin from that. So, yup, accident prone.
Despite all of that, I have never broken a bone.
I can’t sleep at night. No idea why. It seems to run in my family with my sisters and I often chatting away to each other via message in the wee hours. Any attempt to go to bed at what is deemed a normal hour causes total lack of sleep. So rather than not sleep at all, I sleep while the children are at school. School holidays are particularly difficult!
My nominations are: