Dang it! I got tapped to be chairperson of one of the two ministry teams I joined at Holy Moly today. Actually, I was nominated in a pre-meeting email, and hadn’t responded, thinking “I’ve never been good at this leadership stuff. I’m too disorganized. I don’t want to fail miserably. I’m forever making promises I don’t keep, but people are too kind to say anything.”
And then the readings today…all of them… seemed to be about hearing the call, being a good disciple to a master that passes on the call, and not being wishy-washy. So what could I do?
Besides which, it’s what I was doing informally at the old (now closed) Holy Innocents, but the difference is now there are at least 4 or 5 people working on it.
Okay. Deep breath. Don’t screw this up.
MCGONAGALL When I call your name you will come forth, I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger!HERMIONE Oh, no. OK relax.
Mental that one, I'm telling you.
And now something else I’ve been tapped for, or tagged; a meme. I’ve never actually participated in a meme before, and frankly I doubt whether I can come up with 8 bloggers to “tag” for it (who haven’t already been tapped), but here’s the rules courtesy of ***Dave :: 8 Random Facts about Me:
- We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
- Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
- People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
- At the end of your blog post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
- Donâ€™t forget to leave them each a comment telling them theyâ€™re tagged, and to read your blog.
ARGGGHHH. All those team-building exercises I’ve endured over the years at work are rising up in my throat like that one bad clam you get in a bucket o’ steamers. But here goes.
FACT: I have a birthmark about the size of a 50-cent piece on my right ankle. I’ve never bothered to ask anyone about taking it off, and in fact I don’t notice it unless someone points it out and asks if it’s a burn.
HABIT: I sing and talk baby talk to my cat. Lately, the dialect has changed to LOLcat.
FACT: I am related to John Carver, first governor of the Plymouth Colony. Pop’s middle name was Carver for this reason. My many-times-great uncle would be horrified that I’ve “gone over” to Canterbury, so to speak.
HABIT: I pick at the dry skin on my fingers and seem to be unable to completely break myself of the habit. However, it gets better in times of low stress, and worsens when I’ve got something hanging over me. It helps to drink plenty of water and use hand lotions.
FACT: I rarely wear makeup anymore. But I keep buying the good stuff from Just for Redheads, possibly because of an underlying belief that just by having it, it works somehow.
FACT: English was almost my second language. As a toddler, I spoke Spanish with the neighborhood kids, and broke into it whenever telling Mom that something exciting happened over at the Rivera house.
HABIT: I stay up late and sleep in as much as humanly possible before running around the next morning, getting some semblance of clothes on suitable for work. If I go to bed early, I lie awake for several hours. This may have something to do with the fact that I used to sit up reading comic books under the covers with a flashlight ’til the wee hours. Nothing racy, mind you – I was partial to Donald Duck, Scrooge McDuck, and Mickey and Goofy. Gawrsh!
FACT: I was a Job’s Daughter, and won something called the Librarian’s Award one term. This was because as Librarian I had to give some kind of inspiring talk, report, or read an essay every two weeks at the regular meetings. Usually, these were goofy comic routines meant to entertain the other girls – I once demonstrated how to fly a kite, for example, which worked out great in spite of the fact we were indoors at the time. The Saturday of “Grand Bethel Visitation,” however, I gave a “weepie” report about a recent visit to the Shriner’s Children’s Hospital and Burn Unit, and I profiled one of the kids I met there. When I gave the report, I had ’em cryin’ in the aisles. All the girls were blubbering and sobbing something awful – it was quite the big finish for my term as Librarian. Somebody published my report in the Shrine newsletter, and the rest was history. That was my big literary moment. After I went to college, Mom knocked the arm off my trophy when it fell over during housecleaning. I was in Bethel 5 in Utah, and just to show you what a small world it is, I know the guy that’s Associate Grand Guardian on that website – he works for/with my brother-in-law. Hi, Larry! You clean up pretty good!
I should have added I generally run late to everything, because I just realized I’d been tagged for this “8 random things” meme. And after such a random post, too.
Sorry about this, you lot, you’re tagged for the next round:
- My husband David
- Holly Mullen
- Annie Mole
- The Braid Blog (yes, another blog I write, but it’ll be an interesting exercise)
[tags]8 Things, meme, Job’s Daughters, random[/tags]