I was tagged by Tom over at Flowers on A Friday for a meme that I have wanted to do since he first tagged me oh ummm a week ago. :-P But it was also week 1 back to work! That is my excuse and I am sticking to it! ;-) so, the meme! (finally)

1. Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know that they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

(Only Im going to ignore 3 and 4 because I have tagged the people I feel wouldn’t mind being tagged already, and so if you want to run with the idea please do so! And if you are wondering about tagging me in the future, feel free!)

1. In just found out news, my parents are invading Europe!!!! This is exciting, is Germany big enough for 3 McCarthys??? In particular 2 biological ones? The last time that happened the Canadian military pulled out of Germany soon after. Coincidence? Hmmmmmmmmmmm

2. My future as a trained kickboxer was over it before it began. My father (who is a trained kickboxer) said he would teach us one move, and one move only, and if we did not use it on each other we could learn more, and maybe even go into lessons. I had no sooner been congratulated on my kick when I then whipped around to kick my little brothers throat. No more marital arts for any of us after that.

3. This however did not stop our ninja training however. Instead we would raid my fathers extensive movie collection, close the door to the rec room, and then reenact scenes - of particular aid to this was the couch, as you merely had to jump from its back and onto the cushion to get enough air to have a pretty awesome Bruce Lee flying drop kick to the face.

4 . This kept happening until after my father realized the door muffled the sounds of 3 children pretending to be ninjas to the point where it was not till a full out brawl had begun and we slamming each other against the door he would hear. (Running to a parent with an “owie” was not an option for the ninja clan McCarthy. You put up or shut up, hitting back harder to hide those tears).

5. To fix this problem my father’s solution was simple. He took down the door. To this day the family room in my parents basement has no door.

6. I never did grow up to be a ninja, but I perfected the art of the throat punch and dropkick anyway.

7. This is what happens when your the oldest with 2 younger brothers, not quite a full 2 and 3 years younger than you. ;-)