Slowest One at Tag!

I've been tagged. I have mixed emotions about this. You see, as a child, I was always the slowest one at tag. I was ALWAYS "it" because I couldn't run fast enough to get away from "it" and couldn't run fast enough to catch anyone else when I was "it". This is when I started changing the rules of the game! I learned that when I was "it" I could say things like, "Ok... the next person who makes eye contact with me is it!" Everyone would just do it... no questions asked! Of course, after a few times of me changing the rules, they'd always say "Hey! You can't change the rules like that!" and the game would be over. However, I don't think I ever quite got over working outside the rules. I have a hard time with conforming.

So, I've been tagged. I am flattered that someone thinks enough of me to actually mention me in their blog, for one thing. I don't have to run and chase anyone, so that's a plus! I am, however, struggling with conforming to the set guidelines which are:
List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself.
I may throw in a few others, or totally change them altogether! Who knows? But I am "it" for now, and no one's yelling "No Fair"- so it's MY game now!

3 Joys:
My cousin is named Joy. I use Joy dish detergent, and I don't think it really brings me joy. And finally, the lady who made my wedding cake is named Joy. I should say WAS named joy, she's dead now. She didn't really bring me joy either, because I wanted a cool wedding cake that looked very similar to this:


Joy refused to do it! She said flat out- "No. I won't do that. I will make you a white wedding cake with silver bows." That was that. She was like the Cake Nazi or something. "No fun cake for you!" The end result looked pretty, and was still a little unique, but it didn't bring me the joy I would have liked.

3 fears-
Ok, I'm afraid my plane will go down in a ball of fire on the way to Europe and I won't die, I'll end up swimming in the ocean fighting off whales and hungry sharks while dragging my mangled husband with my teeth, surviving off of seaweed, and the floating bodies of my fellow dead passengers. Do I need anymore fears after that?

3 goals-
One is to get counseling for the above fear! Another goal is to get my husband to the point where he won't ask me what I "expect" for mother's day. Thirdly, to actually clean my kitchen in it's entirety today! Actually, that could be one of my fears as well.

3 current obsessions/collections-
I am obsessed with the following: Getting a diswasher in my kitchen, getting a dishwasher in my kitchen, and.... ummmm.... oh ya... getting a dishwasher in my kitchen!

3 random surprising facts about yourself-

Well, I can't guarantee they will be surprising to any and all, but here they are:
I am NOT afraid of spiders, I actually let them live if I see one near me in my house. The only time I will kill one is if it's crawling on my counter- that's just MY space, buddy!

I love bluegrass music. I wish I was in a bluegrass band, only didn't have to play an instrument because I took the guitar for a semester at Ricks and hardly ever went, learned a few songs which I quickly forgot, and have a brand new guitar in my closet collecting dust which makes me feel only mildly guilty because of #3:

I seldom feel guilt. Merritt thinks I am calloused and unfeeling, because he thrives off of guilt. His life blood is fed by guilt, and he eats guilt for dessert, then feels guilty about it afterwords. I make a decision, then never look back. If it causes a problem, or makes someone upset, I apologize for upsetting someone unintentionally, then don't feel guilty about it. I am very good at making decisions. I don't know if it's confidence in my decision making abilities, or if it's just that I don't like to dwell too long on one thing. I don't like to waste time feeling guilty, that's for sure!

So, that's my tag! I tag anyone this catches up with!