Moira McTark tagged me.  How naughty of her!

Okay, I'll treat this like a countdown:

8. I'm in love with these Special Request Kosy Shack tapioca puddings (okay, my family knows, but that's about it!)

7.  When I was a kid, I found a stash of dirty magazines in a field (I'm thinking that someone's wife/girlfriend found someone's collection and disposed of them).  Those photos of a man's penis made me afraid of sex for many years to come!

6. I once had a butt-rating session with a gay guy. I must say that he had excellent taste!

5. My most embarrassing moment this year: while heading out the door one day, my bra strap popped loose (thank you, Victoria's Secret, for this one!). Instead of heading back to the bedroom, I made sure the big picture window's drapes were closed, then whipped off my shirt, turned the bra around, fixed the strap, then turned the bra back around and slipped on the straps.  While putting my shirt back on, I noticed that the side window's blinds were open, and my 90-year-old neighbor was staring right into my window! Since that afternoon, he's been extremely friendly to me...

4.  My heartthrobs of the 70's: Parker Stevenson (Hardy Boys), David Soul (Starsky and Hutch) and Leonard Nimoy (okay, I admit it, I was a trekkie).  The 80's: Richard Dean Anderson (MacGyver), William Katt (Greatest American Hero) and Bruce Willis (Moonlighting).  90's: fell in love with Denzel (really liked him in the 80's, but in the 90's - oh, Mamma!) and Randy Johnson.  Currently: Randy Johnson, of course.  And Denzel.  But I've made a tiny bit of room for Clive Owen.  Oh, and Bruce, baby - you've still got it!

3. The youngest man I've dated was 16 years younger (he was 27). The oldest guy was 16 years older (I was 25).

2. When I was 2 years old, I walked off the end of a pier.  Sank to the bottom like a rock.  For years after that, I was deadly afraid of the water, until I was around 7 and my brother threw me off the end of a dock!

and the biggest little known fact about me:

1.  I steal a candy out of the receptionist's dish at work almost every night on my way out the door.

Since all my dearest writing friends are busily writing, I'll not tag any of them, but if anyone else wishes to add this to their blog, please add your web site to my comments.

Stacia