herblondness asked: Tag, you’re it! Here are the rules: Each tagged person must post ten things about themselves. You have to choose and tag ten people. Go to their blogs and tell them you tagged them. xo

1. I met my husband when I was 20. When I got engaged I was 23. I thought I would have kids by time I was 25, live in Massachusetts forever and be a stay-at-home mom. None of those things happened.

2. I think it is very possible that by time Madeline and Samuel graduate from high school there will be no printed newspapers and that makes me very sad. I think that when they graduate from high school they will have access to information that we can’t even imagine and that makes me very happy.

3. I am an ENFJ but I’m shy. People who know me do not believe this. That is because I’m not shy if I know you.

4. I love New York. I sometimes think I am actually a native New Yorker who was just born somewhere else. Nevertheless, I will always root for the Red Sox. ALWAYS.

5. In my high school yearbook I wrote that my ambition was to “Have a red Ferrari – with a phone.” There are a four things I find funny about this now. First, it is so specific. Second, it is very, very 1989. Third, I don’t think of myself as materialistic, but perhaps I am more than I admit. Fourth, how fascinating that in 1989 cell phones were still so exotic that I felt it needed a call out. I’ve had a cell phone for years now.

6. I once danced on the bar at Hogs and Heifers, the place that was featured in the movie “Coyote Ugly.”

7. My sister Tracy makes me laugh harder than anyone else in the whole world.

8. I will eat just about any vegetable except for peas. I hate peas. Of course the vegetable served at my wedding was peas. Clearly I should have inquired when the caterer said they would be serving “an appropriate vegetable side.”

9. In grammar school I would count on my fingers and my fourth grade teacher would yell at me and make me stop. I’m pretty sure I failed fourth grade math although some of the details are now fuzzy. In any event, nearly 30 years later I still count on my fingers and it doesn’t seem to have hurt my career prospects. So suck it, Miss Creedon.

10. As a kid, I was completely flummoxed by Groundhog’s Day. Maybe it came from living in New England where it can feel like winter in May. But I just didn’t get it. Didn’t they already know how long winter was? Could winter be made longer by some weird rodent voo-doo? I just didn’t understand. I’m pretty sure I still don’t.