Here are twenty things that may surprise you about me even if you think you know me:
1. I usually read between 15 and 20 books at a time.
2. I have NOT read past the third Harry Potter book--go ahead, kick me.
3. I have lost a toenail every summer for the last 6 years due to hiking extravaganza gone wild.
4. I don't drink milk.
5. I've only been REALLY lost once.
6. I feel about 16 inside. The graying temples and neck thing REALLY throw me off!
7. I have a recurring dream and wouldn't you like to know what it is????
8. I have been in love 6 times.
9. Once I slammed my glasses down into the bathtub because I was mad. Then I told my mom they "fell off my nose." Do you think they have internet in heaven so I can finally settle this with my mom?
10. Once I backed our Subaru into a tree but I told my husband, "Wow, I don't know WHERE that dent came from."
11. I have never ever cheated but as just admitted (#'s 9 and 10) I have lied.
12. I was a chronic hitchhiker one summer in my Jackson Hole days. During one of those escapades I rode in a car for about 3 hours seated between two guys from New Mexico, and I think that it was probably marijuana that I passed back and forth to them. Naiive. Dumb. Lucky to still be alive. Fun?........
13. After all this time I STILL can't do my hair.
14. I've watched Anne of Green Gables probably 62 times, and I still cry when Gilbert touches Anne's hair and calls her "Carrots".
15. A good percentage of the gifts I give originate at thrift stores, but I make sure they are impecably imperceptable as such.
16. I sang "You Can't Get a Man With a Gun" at the top of my lungs when I was on the riding lawn mower the other night.
17. I really want some chickens.
18. When I'm all alone, I waste vast vast amounts of time and then feel shabbily about it.
19. I will walk across huge cities for a perfect macaroon.
20. In my previous life I lived in Manhattan. I think I made jewelry down in Soho, but that part is still unclear. Now I'm working out some bad Karma in seventh grade.
7 comments:
WOW!!! I feel I know you so much better than you think. Afterall, I know where the perfect macaroon is located and have shared it with you. Can't wait 'til the 4th!! eileen
Actually I was thinking of the time I walked all over NY looking for a macaroon I'd had somewhere down there. I had the whole day to myself and finding that macaroon seemed awfully important. That was the day they buried JFK Jr. and I chanced upon the memorial outside his apartment. Remember that?
Mom, I feel like I just found out more about you by reading this, than in the last 10 years. In love 6 times? The Tetons don't count. Do tell.
Hello oh son of my heart! I didn't know you read my blog. We need to take a road trip (yeah right, we'd have to sell a lung to afford that) and I'll spill all!
I knew most of those things. I guess being your favorite (and only) daughter, I am privy to such things about you, my mother.
What a great picture! I love reading your blog.
Now you've gone and burst my bubble. I thought the Pink Rose had the perfect macaroon and you're telling me that there's a better one in NYC. You've been holding out on me.
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