Angel at 1SmartMom tagged me to reveal five things you do not know about me. You may need to sit down while reading this as they are quite earth shattering.
I grew up in the country, eight miles from “town,” with a whole slew of beasts and birds, from abandoned dogs my mom took in to cows to chickens and geese and guinea hens that doubled as watch dogs. If you’ve never been chased by an irate goose, consider yourself lucky.
As a college junior I won a national writing award from the William Randolph Hearst Foundation for a sports article in my student newspaper about a rodeo coming to town.
I have naturally curly hair, but tend to straighten it
alter it until it is fried, although I have started wearing it curly again because it means I can sometimes go two days without washing it in the winter.
I sat next to the Playgirl Man of the Year on a business flight from Nashville to Houston and still have the magazine he autographed.
I am extremely non-athletic (think the uncoordinated kid always chosen last for kickball and maliciously targeted as the weakest link in “Red Rover, Red Rover”) but played intramural volleyball one semester in college and actually kicked some volleyball booty.
I was picked up by a New York City police officer at La Guardia airport while on a business trip to do an interview for an article I wrote for the university I worked for at the time. (No, no I wasn’t arrested. He was giving me a ride to my hotel. Wait that sounds kind of bad, too.)
OK, OK that’s six. I like to talk. Still awake? You’re tagged if you’d like to participate!