five things.

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last week sydney tagged me in that whole five random things about me and... where to begin?  what to share??  what five things among millions of totally titillating things do i even choose?! 

enough.  i'll just pick five.  truth be told, there aren't thaaaaaat many.  (i lied!  there totally are!  i'm really interesting!)

1// i can tap dance.  i'm not like a star, no fred astaire here but i'm decent and maybe i'll whip out a 'lil home video one day if you're lucky.  maybe i can even get steve to do the splits (he can!!).  a hunt talent show!  i highly doubt it though because he embarrasses easily (too easily if you ask me).  the only times he whips out that gem of a party trick is when he's got a few drinks under his belt and we're at a wedding.  otherwise, it's pretty much a no-go.

2// i almost always have music playing.  spotify, pandora, my ipod.  i'm not a complete silence kinda gal, sue me!  and i think i'm passing on the love for music to parker (yes, yes!  it's definitely my doing!  go me!) because the kid can carry a beat!  he dances all the time (and these days the tune that gets him out of an incredibly concentrated puzzle-solving-stupor is big parade by lumineers).  and, because i'm generous, i'm sharing my latest playlist here.  

3// i'm one of four girls.  some say, "your poor dad" but i say whatever to that ish.  (and he loved having all daughters, for serious.)  we were not girly girls by any means.  we did sports and all that jazz so he got his fill of, you know, whatever men need to get their fill of.  i'd say, though, that i was the daughter with whom he got to watch all the normal movies guys like to watch.  that is a long and confusing title but, basically, a shoot-em-up movie?  i was his gal.  we watched the first godfather together, last of the mohicans, platoon, and everything in between.  i still love those movies cause they remind me of him, i guess.  pass the popcorn!

4// i loved high school.  i'm learning more and more that this is highly unusual.  most of you hated high school?  is it true?  i had great friends, guys and girls, and generally we were all really nice to each other.  am i remembering this right, guys?  also, i am coming up on my ten-year reunion this thanksgiving which is THE CRAZIEST.

5// i grew up in a pretty affluent town.  we had a nice home but were not terribly rich ourselves.  while a lot of my friends were driving pretty sweet cars, i had this (technically that's an '82 but plymouth wasn't making any leaps and bounds in body style two years later.).  a 1984 plymouth horizon.  (mind you, i  too was born in '84.  really, we were meant to be.)  it was a matte gray which, i'm not sure, was its original color but rather what it became over time.  it was given to us for free.  my sister and i shared it.  if it rained too hard, the floor of the passenger seat flooded so my dad drilled a hole in it to drain.  you could hear it coming from blocks away.  my dad was a fireman in our town and, for fire prevention night, the car finally met its demise when we volunteered it as the demo car for the 'jaws of life'.  you jealous?

and i nearly forgot!  i'm supposed to tag youuuuu now.  

okay, here goes: grace, kate, megan, elizabeth, and rachael.  

(i feel like i should both apologize for tagging you and demand that you DO IT.)