Confessions

The past week has been busy for me. My wife had been gone and that gave me an opportunity to get some things accomplished without the additional demands on my time that she exercises. I took some days off work during that time. She returned home yesterday; I'm back at work today. Now, like the butcher that backed into the meat grinder, I have gotten a little behind in my work. However, I haven't forgotten about Blogland.

Michelle, at Crow's Feet, tagged me for her Confessions meme. Her rules are quite simple. You post five confessions. They don't have to be life-shaking, like sex changes, murders, or that kind of thing. They can be simple or something that may inspire, "Really, that's a weird thing to know about him/her!" She did ask that we keep them to five to seven and we can tag five people, or not.

This is kind of a challenge to me. Sure, I have my quirks in the present and past, but they seem normal to me, so how do I know it is something I should confess? I decided to do it by eras in my life.

Confession #1 from my early childhood: I used to roll my head in bed. Let me explain, I used roll my head back and forth like watching a tennis game in my sleep. I wish I would have gotten some kind of long-term benefit from it, but alas, it was not to be. I can't remember when I stopped, but I can surmise that it probably was about the time I spent the night at friends' houses or vice versa.

Confession #2 from middle childhood: On a few occasions, I would take change from my big brother's jeans while he was asleep. You see, he was seven years older, had a job at a service station that a family friend owned, and he always had money. I never had money as a kid so I would make him share. I justified it because he tormented me like crazy.

Confession #3 from high school: My friend and I used to go to another friend's house for lunch every day. The thing is, the other friend had a different lunch period and didn't know we were going to his house. Somehow, or other, we got a key to the house and drove over there and raided his fridge. I remember one time, my buddy cooked something from the freezer, didn't like it, and put it back into the freezer for someone else to eat. Sick. We did it because we were cheap and we thought it was funny.

Confession #4 from college: I quit dating someone because she kept saying, "Hmm?," as if she was asking me to repeat something that she didn't quite hear. The thing is, it was never after I said something; it was just random and it got on my nerves like crazy. She was very attractive and affectionate, but I just couldn't tolerate her inquiring quirk. In a subsequent summer, I stayed at IU for classes while all my friends and fraternity brothers were gone. I ran into this same girl and decided to give it another shot. However, when "Hmm?" surfaced again, it was a one-and-done deal.

Confession #5 from recent times: I haven't been to my church since they changed the format and times back in October. I have been to other churches, just not mine. I will probably find my way back as part of a New Year's resolution.

Who to tag; who to tag? I want to tag Kristen, Chris, Meg, Sayre, and . . . Hoosiergirl.