I've been tagged by Bliss and Vinegar and I jumped in saying Yes! Of course I'll play! I'm always up for some fun and some of the random facts that other bloggers post are really funny.
... but, ahem, I didn't know how to play so it's taken me a bit of time to get everything together. So here are the rules first than the facts, nothing but the facts...
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
Eight Random Facts
1. The day I vowed to learn Italian was the day my mother in law spoke Italian in front of me. It was Christmas and she was discussing my Christmas gift with her family. Since I understand Italian today I tell her that she can talk behind my back like any good mother in law should.
2. I will try any new food once. Except bugs. Can't do bugs.
3. I love the smell of cigars since it reminds me of my grandfather.
4. Since I'm Canadian I'm bilingual. I speak metric and imperial.
5. After Art school, I studied two years of chemistry and the experiments I remembered were the ones that related to food.
6. In the past year and a half, I've seen 7 live moose. Before that, I had only seen one. Every time I see one I think it's pretty cool even for a Canadian.
7. Before I was thirty I had never seen a soccer game. The first time I played soccer I didn't know you couldn't touch the ball with your hands. This could have been funny and maybe charming if I had been five years old ... but I was thirty. It wasn't cute and it wasn't hockey.
8. My husband used to affectionately call me "Ciccia". When I learned to speak Italian I discovered Ciccia meant chubby. I punched him in the arm.
Here are a few blogs that I've been reading and I hope they'll play too.
Apron Strings and Simmering Things
Basting Away in Margaritaville
I Spend Most of My Life in the Kitchen
When My Soup Came Alive
What's On My Plate
A Taste of Tina
Dinner A' Deux