ROSEMARY TAGGED ME LONG AGO!!!

I kept on forgetting to follow through with this meme, I have not participated many times in these meme things. It is not because I am a snob, I am not. I just usually answer a meme in that person's comment area. I usually have a few posts up my sleeve aswell as my Friday History Lessons. Anyhow, Rosemary tagged me back in May, so I am happy to oblige my friend :)
I have to list 7 of anything about myself that I choose. Does not seem fir does it? I mean, I choose, and who knows if I am fibbing..right? LOL Here goes.

1) My first ever tongue kiss was from by boyfriend in Primary School. He said to me, "Come onto the oval, meet me in the old concrete pipe, I have something for you". Okay..so off we went. We had been boyfriend and girlfriend since Grade Prep. He kissed me and this wet, big slimy thing slobbered in my mouth...what!!!! Ewwwww, instant break up of relationship ensued...GROSS! I said, "What was that?" He said, "It was a French kiss, just like my cousin taught me" Arrrgghhh!

2) Once, I drove to work at the nursing home I had been employed at since age 15. It was a nice day and I had had my widows open in my car in the drive way prior to leaving. I got to work, went in, had handover and then a resident's husband comes over to me and says, "Carolyn, do you know you have cat in your car?" "Whaaatt!" Our seal point siamese cat Cindy had gotten in the car, fallen asleep and woke up in my work car park! I had to drive her home and then come back, much to the hysterics of my Director of Nursing at the time.

3) I think I am a good singer, I always have enjoyed singing. I used to practise into the end of an Impulse Deodorant can when I was younger. I have been to singing lessons a few years back, and I enjoyed that. The teacher was a lovely young girl who sings in a choir, as well as a blues band in her local area. We were taught a few Eagles songs, we harmonised well. I have sang once up front at karaoke at the Local. Coaxed by so called "friends", they reckon I did OK. I sang my favourite Rolling Stones classic, "Honky Tonk Woman". Who knows, they were tanked on alcohol at the time, so anything goes right?

4) I have always loved horses. I had a horse named "Mabel" when I was a kid. She was an old mare, dad got her for me when I was staying at my Aunt got a call to bring me home but to make me get under the dash of her car. When we got home, I looked up and there was my horse. The riding school lady Heather as there holding the reigns. She said, "This is your horse, her name is "Mabel". I used to ride her every single day and we would go for miles over the hills.

5) I won't ever forget the sorrow of the first death in my nursing career. My favourite resident at the Nursing Home. I mean, we all know the time will come, it is a matter of when. It was just so sad because she did not have any relatives, we were all she had. Anyhow, this is now nothing new to me as a registered nurse. I do feel privileged to be there when the time comes for the passing of a person. I always try to get a radio to put on next to them for when I cannot be there on my shift. I put it on an easy listening chanel. Once, I got to a patient with a radio and went to plug it in and she took her last breath. I plugged it in anyhow and had a chat to her. Hearing is the last sense to go. I said it was alright for her to leave now.

6) My favourite time of the year as a kid growing up in the country was when my dad and I would go mushrooming. We would put on our long boots, grab a bucket and a knife and go walking in the cow paddocks. The mushrooms were as big as a dinner plate..always yummy cooked with butter and served on toast. Another thing I loved, was looking for tadpoles after it had rained. We had alot of dips in the unmade roads..to the side. There, the water wuld sit and the tadpoles would come. Yabbying was also cool, going to the local dams in the nearby fields.

7) I know I don't Do Mornings, and you know I Don't Do Mornings..but no one knew it better than my Dad. He would wake me first of a morning before he went to work. Then, I would wake the rest of my siblings and get them all ready for school and for the bus which came at 7:30am. If we missed it, there was no other bus. The walk to the bus stop was about 1.5 km I guess. So, time was precious. Weekends were great, it meant no early mornings.
The thing is, my Dad would agree if he were here, I am not good at being woken up! He would come in as gentle as a lamb and tap my shoulder and sing, "Car-o-lynnn, time to wake u-upp". I would jump out of my skin every single time. It took years off dad's life I am sure!

That's it for me, I am done... if anyone wants to write the 7 things about them they can go ahead. I have heaps more I could have told stories about, but it was hard to know where to start. Oh, I have to write on more, sorry Rosemary, it has to be said..... Ohh the guilt, LOL

8) When I was in Primary School, I wanted to go to the disco that was being held. Mum gave me the money to pay for it but the office said it was all sold out. So, my friend at the time said we could make a ticket and make it look just like hers and then I could go.
Friday came and I went to her place just next to the school to get ready and to go back. We entered easy enough, had a great time.
Come Monday, the office called us both in, we were 9 years old at the time. They asked why we had forged the ticket. We explained why. They said they knew it was forged only because of the number we had allocated on the ticket. We had put number 99, there were only 60 tickets issued!!! Damned, hahhaa. We had to write letters of apology to the Parents and Friends Committee. I never did anything of the kind ever again. Hey, It was not my idea!!

Your turn people :)