It's been hectic as can be here, I'm deterimined to make Halloween wonderful this year, and every evening when litle ones are in bed, I've been paper mache'ing and painting and wood cutting 'till my fingers bleed!

Photo's are being taken by the way!

Plus I've been mentally planning a) the eventually will-happen-someday wedding (A halloween wedding... we lurve halloween!) and b) my new website.

Anyway, on to the tagging. This wonderful woman tagged me (And I'm afraid I don't know your name, sorry!) and here's what I have to do.

Rules: Having been tagged, I have to blog 5 things about myself that mostly no-one knows and then tag three more blogger friends.

(not that I have many blogger friends... sob sob boo hoo)

1) I don't Like shoes.

If I can get away with it, I don't wear footwear. I adore walking through the streets and fields feeling the floor beneath me. I have stood in and on many truly unpleasent things (Dog poop, glass, fag stubs etc) the the unpleasentness never lasts for long.

Sometimes I do just leave the house having forgotten to put any footwear on, and not bothered to go back to get them. I once got in a bad mood and stormed out of the house, and walked 5 miles along a bridal path (horse poop and stones, lovely)

My eldest son seems to be following in my (bare)footsteps also, as he isn't so keen on shoes either.

Although with the bad weather setting in... I'll probably wear them a little more.

2) I'm manipulative

Not in an evil vindictive way though, but I seem to have an innate sense of how other peoples minds work, and can usually say the right words/phrass to get what I want/need from someone. I like to think I'm subtle at it, but it's not something I do very often, as I feel guilty afterwards. but if it's just to get my mother to buy me a little something, or to get a freind to watch my kids for a few minutes, then it's okay, lol.

3) I'm allergic to Pot.

I was 16 when I had my first joint. Well, shared anyway. I felt fuzzy straight away, and rather queasy. We were behind a huge building sat on a high wall, and I just leaned forward and threw up viciously. It didn't feel good at all, just ick. A few months later I tried again. I had a while joint to myself. Silly me.

We were on a trip with school (I'd just started 6th form) to a nearby university for the weekend. And we each had a room. Well I'm glad mine was on the ground floor. After going into the wood with friends, smoking it, I felt sick as hell. I somehow stumbled back to my room and crashed onto my bed. It was only 9pm. At 11 the tutors had to register everyone to make sure we were all around, and my friends were desperatly trying to open my door and window, because they knew if I wasn't there to be registered, the tutors would come and find me, and see what a state I was in. So I crawled (pretty much) to my tutor, said i was here, and went back to bed.

There were 'phones between all the rooms, and all night people would ring mine, seeing how I am. And each time I would jump awake and out of bed, answer the 'phone, tell them to fuck off and leave me alone, throw up in the sink next to my bed and pass out again.

It wasn't fun cleaning that up!

I kept trying every now and then and kept being sick. The last time was about 2 years ago, I felt worse than I ever had done, I threw up untill I just brought up acid, I couldn't move my head to drink because I just threw up more. Eventually my partner got me to bed.

I think I'll just leave it at that. I'm allergic methinks.

4) I mastrbate daily.

not a huge deal I know. I used to be an Ann Summers organiser (google it) and it was the best job I've ever had. Especially with a 30% discount on the toys! I have a fair few at home now, and go through batteries like no business! (Thank god for rechargables!) I adore pornography and erotica, and frequently utilise both. I don't get PMS really, but if I go for more than three days without an orgasm, I'm 2x worse than any PMSy woman! So really, I masturbate for the good of those around me

I also don't use my toys for penetration. Self penetration just doesn't get me off at all. It's clitoral all the way! I'm a pillow humper by nature, and adding a vibe into the mix is wonderful!

5) I desperatly wish I was more creative.

Over time I've tried to learn to play the piano, the cello and guitar. I took art at GCSE level and got an E, I really wish i was more artsy, but it's just not in me at all. I write, but that's just paper/computer screenage. It's not something physical that I can look at and say 'I made that'.

who am I going to tag?

I have no idea yet, I don't really know anyone that blogs