Five Things...

I was all set to continue yesterday's post and discuss the hilarious book I found on our bookshelf, and then, while perusing the always entertaining Amanda's blog, I was inspired to do one of those "100 things about me" lists. However, I saw that the equally fun Cheesefairy had "tagged" me for the following "meme" (you bloggers, and your crazy lingo...and don't get me started on your loud music...), which is only FIVE items. That seemed considerably easier than 100 for right now. Anyway, the list here, per Cheesefairy, is "Five things that you might not know about me." I'm going to cheat just a little bit and take the first one from my bio. (Whatever, whatever, I do what I want!) 1) My husband and I are both lefties. Weird, no? Weirder still, we think our son is a righty. 2) I do not mind the smell of skunk. In fact I sort of enjoy it. Some people find this strange, some concur, but they always find it weird when I tell them that the sound of nails on a chalkboard doesn't bother me. I mean, I wouldn't make an extended disco remix of the noise, but it really doesn't affect me one way or another. 3) I know each and every word of the movie Annie by heart. It's true. I haven't watched it in years, but if called upon to do so, I could perform a one woman show, complete with choreographed dance sequences. 4) I am very gullible sometimes. My prime example of this is that when I was about 4, my father showed me a picture of him in an astronaut suit, and when I asked him, he said that yes, he had, in fact, gone into outer space. (In retrospect, it was clearly one of those "head cut out" picture backdrops; I think this one was at the Air and Space Museum or something.) While I never bragged about it or anything, I sincerely did not realize that my father hadn't actually gone into outer space until probably about 10 years later, when the picture resurfaced. What's that, you say? You have a bridge to sell me? Cool! 5) I was in the National Spelling Bee. This was way back before it was in vogue like it is now. Not too much explanation here; this will most definitely be the subject of a future post. Pictures commemorating my tragic appearance during this time will of course be included. How about you?