• Unusually good at Irish Jigs. This is totally true. When we were kids, my BFF Amy and I used to play “Make Me Laugh,” where one of us had to sit there stoically, not smiling, while the other one did whatever they could think of to make the other person laugh. I pretty much ALWAYS won this game; the Irish Jig was my secret weapon.

• Amazing ability to entertain and make children fall in love with me. This is true. I am the Baby Whisperer, people. Babies and small children cannot resist me because I have absolutely NO PROBLEM making a complete ass of myself to make them laugh. This skill is actually related to the Irish Jig thing, now that I think about it.

• I don’t follow instructions, I prefer to make up my own rules. So frickin’ true, it’s like Cancun Canuck and I have known each other FOREVER. In my Shakespeare course in college, we were given the assignment to write a paper on how we would stage Henry IV as a play. Well, I must have been losing my mind that close to graduation, since I decided to write my paper as if it were Quentin Tarantino directing the play. For example: “A Big Mac’s a Big Mac, but it’s called Ye Olde Bigge Macc,” etc. I’m not sure my stuffy professor knew what to make of it, but my TA seemed to like it.

• I am wicked strong when it comes to defending my friends. I’d say most of the near bar fights I have been in have been because someone insulted one of my friends. Do not. Insult. Or otherwise harm. Or be mean to. My friends. Understood?

• I can hang spoons off my nose. And will do so in ANY restaurant, even fancy ones. Even if it embarrasses my mom.

• Addicted to celebrity gossip rags. Sadly, this is true. How is it even possible that I can know who people like Spencer Pratt and Heidi Montag are when I’ve never seen anything they’ve ever been in? These magazines are like crack: cheap, instantly gratifying, but ultimately unsatisfying and bad for my character. Oh well, everyone needs a vice.

• I can eat a taco without spilling at all. My old BFF from 6^th grade used to get mad about this, too. It goes back to an old, irrational fear of getting something sticky/messy/greasy on my face. It feels so gross! I wouldn’t even wear foundation makeup *shudder*. I used to be unwilling to eat corn on the cob, ribs, donuts, you name it. I do eat these things now, but I still use an entire fistful of napkins when I eat. I just am very, very careful and don’t overfill the tacos. I also don’t drink milk out of plastic cups, and don’t want to drink milk at other people’s houses at all. Slightly OCD? You be the judge.

• I once labeled all my shoe boxes in a ridiculous way, writing things like “totally hurt my feet, but so worth it,” “Match my Asian-inspired dress” and “Hooker heels.” Doesn’t everyone do this?

• I will stop in the middle of the street or in a store to write down something funny someone has said or a random thought that has popped into my head. Guilty, but I think all people who want to write do this.

Here is one from Michael

• I can watch the same four movies over and over and over again. It’s a Wonderful Life, Bridget Jones’s Diary, Walk the Line, and Shakespeare in Love. Direct quote from Michael: “Nobody wants to watch ANY of those movies EVER AGAIN, Heather! For god’s sake, you start crying even BEFORE It’s a Wonderful Life even STARTS! What’s WRONG with you?!!”

And here’s one from me:

• I’ve had the same two songs in my head for at least the last 25 years: King of the Road by Roger Miller and If I Only Had a Brain by the Scarecrow. It’s maddening, actually.

Ok, no more memes for awhile, K? I promise. I tag Jaquelina Wonders and Tyler Jordan. You’re IT! Olly Olly Oxen Free!

Yikes, what am I setting myself up for here??

What are your top 3 favorite foods?
Alaskan King Crab legs, mashed potatoes, homemade macaroni and cheese

What was the last book you read and would you recommend it?
I just finished reading Nobody Cares What You Had For Lunch, 100 ideas For Your Blog, and yes, I would recommend it if you’re a blogger. Especially if you could get it on sale or used.

What are your top 3 favorite places?
Chicago, Illinois. Bacalar, Quintana Roo, Mexico. London, England. Tulum is pretty great, too.

What was the last lie you told?
Hmm. I guess a couple of days ago, when I told Michael that “I was over” the mean and nasty things some jerks said about me. But I really am over it now because if Grade A Number One Best Quality people like Michael, Amy, Scott, Sara, Jerry, Stef, Jill, and Martina love me then I know I’m doing something right. The best thing about people who don’t like you is that they usually tend to be people you can’t stand yourself.

What are your favorite 3 sports (to watch or participate in)?
Baseball, Tennis, Volleyball

What was the last movie you watched and would you recommend it?
I watched Shakespeare in Love (Shakespeare Apasionado) last night for the 11 millionth time and yes, I heartily recommend it. Michael tries to change the channel really fast when he stumbles across it now, but I always catch him. Poor Michael.

List 3 things you can see outside of the nearest window.
Dirt, since the window is filthy. The vegetation in my dirt “yard.” Some telephone wires and the palapa-roofed balcony on the condo across the street.

Where was the last place you went?
Yesterday we hung out around the pool at a friend’s condo building and ate arrachera and pasta salad. It was a good day.

What are your top 3 favorite “good causes” or charities?
Riviera Maya Bomberos, Angel Notion, hurricane relief (this one I hope to never have to contribute to again, stay away from us, hurricanes!)

What was the last thing you did for someone else?
I have to say that with this cast on, everyone’s been doing for me for the past three weeks and I haven’t done much of anything. Boy, has that sucked. *wink*

Name 3 places you have never been that you want to visit.
Thailand, Oaxaca, Merida

What was the last thing you threw in the garbage/recycling?
You can’t really want to know this. We “recycle” aluminum cans by putting them in a bag to make it easier for the people who go through the garbage for them.

Name 3 things on your bedside table.
Lamp, pencil, glass of water

Describe or name the last piece of art you looked at.
I look at Celeste Acevedo’s work quite often, and dream of the day when I’ll be able to buy some.

What are the top 3 things that your job requires you to think about?
1., 2., and 3.: How much I hate people. No, seriously. My favorite aspect of my job is dealing with people who are so happy to be on vacation that they are friendly and kind, and providing customer service for them is a joy. I don’t mind answering emails, which is good, since I have to answer about 100 per day for work. I also get a little thrill when I “close a deal” on a villa/condo.

What was the last musical or theatrical event that you attended?
Chris Bolister playing at The Pinche Gringo last Friday night. That’s about all the live music I get around here. That’ Bolister playing at The Pinche Gringo last Friday night. bout 100 per day for work. I get a thrill when I “iendly and ki

What are the first 3 things you would do if you won the lottery?
Quit working. Buy a house, or a couple of houses. Travel a lot. I guess this would only work if I won a BIG lottery, with millions, not if I just won a turkey or something down at the Wal-Mart.

Describe or name the last serious injury or illness you had?
Fractured my foot and tore some ligaments in my ankle.

What are the top 3 things that you wish you could do?
Speak Spanish flawlessly. Sing like Neko Case. I wish I knew how to sew.

What was the last thing that someone said to you that you will remember forever?
I have great friends and family, so they say a lot of things that I’ll remember forever, but the most recent one was from Steve, who sweetly said, “The thing is, you just don’t fuck with Heather. You don’t. Fuck. With Heather.” That made me get all teary-eyed.

I won’t tag any of my “Latin American Blogger Friends” because this is a pretty small circle, so I’ll tag Char at Rambling is Therapeutic, Tyler Jordan, and Angelita Margarita.

**edit**I have no idea why stupid wordpress changes my font randomly. I’ve edited this post twice and it keeps going back to stupid Times New Roman. Pretend to read this in Arial, please.