Since this isn’t something that I normally write about, please promise to respect me in the morning…
- I was bit by a snake when I was five. And as you can imagine, I now abhor snakes. I can’t even look at them on TV or in a glass case…doing so causes me to get sick to my stomach and makes my hand ache. Completely psychological, I know. And, after all what other choice did the poor snake have after being snatched up like that?!
- When I was in college I volunteered for a semester at KenCrest. My job was working with infants and children that had developmental, neurological, and different learning difficulties. I worked with kids whose parents dropped them off for the day and kids who were institutionalized because they were born with down syndrome, trisomy 13 or survived SIDS. Needless to say, it was the full-time, live-in kids that grabbed my heart.
- I started riding horses (Hunter, not crazy Jumper) when I was 19. Through the years I have ridden all kinds of horses: Quarter, Welsh Pony, Arabian, Hanoverian and a Mustang, but never owned one. Eventually, I had to stop riding at 35 when a car and subsequent riding accident caused a lot of soft tissue damage that lead to severe migraines. I love horses and miss riding a ton. Someday I hope to get back in the saddle.
- I am REALLY bad at math. Really. Bad. Well, except for tipping and figuring out a 20% discount on a new pair of to-die-for Lucchese boots. And yet I am very analytical…how’s that for a cruel joke? Being bad in math probably explains why I am addicted to shows like CSI, House, Bones, etc. It’s not the blood and gore; it’s the analytics behind what they do. I have always dreamed of working for the FBI or CIA. I guess I am just jealous that I’ll never be able to catch murderers, criminals or solve weird illnesses.
- I have this weird ability to connect things that seem completely unrelated. It’s like putting together a puzzle in a nano second. Apparently it’s a trait that is inherent to being an ENTP. But who knows for sure, it could be some odd genetic flaw that is still undiscovered.
- I don’t have a creative bone in my body. I can’t draw, paint, play an instrument, sing, or dance. Nope, nada, not a one. That’s probably why I am so passionate about music and the arts. The ability for a human to create, draw or paint a life-like image or to sing a Verdi opera just stirs me to my soul. (Yeah, and I am jealous too.)
- And in killing two birds with one stone, the photo of the Triumph up above is the 6th picture in my Flickr account (thanks to Michelle Wolverton for tagging me in that meme. BTW, I don’t have a 6th page yet) and my last little known thing. What’s so special about the Triumph? Well, it’s my husband’s and I have been dying to ride on it, but haven’t gotten up the nerve to actually get on it other then when it’s parked in the driveway. Oh, and my mom promised to break both my legs and disown me if I ever did. That might explain a few things…
I tag the following people:
- Connie Reece
- Heather Rast
- Jason Falls (pay back for the best practices meme that went around)
- Paul Chaney
- Sonny Gill
- Michelle Wolverton
- Marc Meyer
Here are the rules:
- Link your original tagger(s) and list these rules in your post.
- Share seven facts about yourself in the post.
- Tag seven people at the end of your post by leaving their names and the links to their blogs.
- Let them know they’ve been tagged