My friend, Erin, tagged me and since she is one of my favorite people, I’m going to give it a whirl. It won’t hurt my feelings if you don’t read these weird, random facts about me.

1. I don’t have a spleen. As part of treatment for my blood disorder, I had it removed when Ladybug was six months old. I had back surgery two weeks later. It was a bad month. We like to joke that I’m “Spleenless in Seattle” even though I don’t live in Seattle any more.

2. The bane of my existence is the blue (very blue), old (very old) carpet in my family room. When we bought our house I said it was the first thing I hoped to change. That was nine years ago. My friend, Signe, suggested that when (and if) we finally replace it, I need to cut a small square of it to save as a testimony to what God taught me about contentment. I guess I’m not content enough to be free of it yet!

3. Nearly every weekday morning, I run on my treadmill while watching a TV series on a DVD player in my messy garage. I feel guilty about this because (a) I should be running outside in the fresh air, but rolling out of bed and heading down to the garage is much faster, and (b) because I should be watching something more profitable, like academic lectures or sermons….but I just finished Season 2 of Lost, and it is entertaining as well as motivating. There is nothing like people shooting each other, having weird memories, and finding strange hatches, to get me out of bed in the morning.

4. Noah plays the guitar that I bought in 1981 with my high school graduation money. He is 100 times better than I ever was.

5. One of my sons can honestly say, “I once found myself in a sorority house in the middle of the night. I was completely naked and I had no idea how I had gotten there.”

As a note of explanation, when Russ was in graduate school, we were houseparents at a sorority and Samuel was born at home during midterms. Yes, it was a planned homebirth. Interestingly, the next day we were hit with a blizzard and the entire county was shut down. We had five feet of snow outside our front door.

Since this is about me, I can put it this way: I gave birth to my fourth child in a sorority house. Some of the girls were worried that I would be screaming in pain and their studies might be disturbed. In fact, we hung a sign announcing his birth on the inside of the front door so they would know he had arrived. It was a great birth and he is an awesome son.

6. I have a low tolerance for noise and clutter (in my own house; I have no trouble with it at a friend’s house) – giving me eleven children is proof of God’s sense of humor.

7. I met Russ in January of 1981, just prior to my 17th birthday. I had no idea that he was everything I ever needed until early that summer. By August I knew that I wanted to marry him and my heart has never changed. He is the love of my life and the most faithful, solid man I could ever want. I have always respected his great faith in Jesus Christ and I admire his courage in adopting four children when our resources were already stretched with a family of nine. He works very hard to take care of all of us and I have absolute respect for him.

I don’t know if any of my friends will read this, but I’m going to tag:

I think I’d better send them emails in case they don’t check my blog for a few months.

You can now forget everything I’ve written.


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Let me introduce myself. Russ and I are the parents of twelve children by birth and adoption, and sometimes more through foster care. I'm the creator of One Thankful Mom which has been as much of a gift to me as to my readers. In 2011 I became a TBRI® Pracitioner* and have lived and breathed connected parenting ever since. I'm deeply honored to be the co-author, together with the late Dr. Karyn Purvis, of The Connected Parent; it is her final written work. I love speaking at events for adoptive and foster parents. I'm also the co-founder of The Adoption Connection, a podcast and resource site for adoptive moms. I mentor and encourage adoptive moms so you can find courage and hope in your journeys of loving your children well.


  1. Maia
    October 16, 2008

    I think it’s pretty impressive that you get up every morning and work out, regardless of where it is and what you’re watching. Kudos to you!

  2. Becoming Me
    October 17, 2008

    I liked this post…you are very interesting and if my two cents count…I don’t think you should have any guilt while exercising…you’re exercising…that is awesome. I usually have guilt about NOT exercising enough

  3. darci
    October 17, 2008

    i love random facts..it’s fun! and i just bought my hubby season 1 of lost to watch as he runs..i’m too chicken, i get creeped out, so i watch corner gas and try to stay on the treadmill while cracking up. 🙂

  4. Angela
    October 18, 2008

    I LOVED reading this! Wow! So fun! Especially the shows in the garage/exercise and the sorority birth! LOVE it! So great! Thanks for playing! 🙂

  5. Reno
    October 20, 2008

    Yes! Someone else with guilt pangs about watching something fun while working out! I think I have worked that. Watching the Office makes that 30 minutes go by so much faster…now I just need to figure what I should be doing while I am ironing and folding…movie or sermon? Ah!


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