tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27337301.post-15625533906578883762008-04-29T11:12:00.006-04:002008-04-29T21:22:30.165-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B4cqIWkgkGw/SBdDLPyY60I/AAAAAAAAAxY/uo1ZP-g_y6c/s1600-h/littleflowers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B4cqIWkgkGw/SBdDLPyY60I/AAAAAAAAAxY/uo1ZP-g_y6c/s400/littleflowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194694555690658626" border="0" /></a><br />I have been "tagged" a few times recently and feel that is my blogful duty to participate in the trivial, yet ever-popular "7 Random Things About Me" post. Here goes...straight off the top of my head:<br /><br />1) Family nickname: Boop (as in Betty)<br />2) At one point in my life, I had counted how many times I moved to a new home. The number matched my age. I was 31.<br />3) When I was about 7, I accidentally hit my brother in the head with a golf club so hard he needed stitches. He forgave me.<br />4) I have a habit of putting used kleenex in the door handle of the car when I am driving.<br />5) I had a best friend stop being my best friend and I never found out why. I was 40.<br />6) I once ate spaghetti out of a ziplock bag while sitting on the floor of a train station in Pisa, Italy.<br />7) I don't have a history of being very politically active, however I once wrote a letter to President Ford asking him to grow a mustache. I was 10.<br /><br />so there you have it...<br /><br />good times!Betz Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07462296992185760050noreply@blogger.com