Ten Useless Facts About me

Blogging 101: Provide the reader with trivia about yourself.

Do you believe in ghosts?

Maybe. When I was 16 and living in my childhood home, I once woke up at 3 AM in the morning to find my cat, who slept on my bed, arched in the typical attack cat pose, with all of his fur standing up on end. This was the first and last time I ever saw him do this in the 14+ years he lived with us. He was hissing like a mad thing in the direction of my closet. And, strange and silly as it sounds, I felt something emanating from there. Something cold and unfriendly. My
family and I tend to believe that our house had paranormal issues, and all of us had unexplained experiences through the years we
lived there. The house was old and people had died in it.

Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotels?

Yes. Is this not allowed?

Who was your High School crush?

No name will be revealed. He surfed and rode a hunter green Vespa
(!). He seemed very mysterious, quiet, but maybe in reality he just didn’t have anything to say. I do remember him being good-looking. I’m pretty sure he thought I was a total idiot, if he even thought about me at all (which is doubtful).

Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

Guilty. When my husband and I lived in London, the council must
have been redoing the street signs, because when we came home from work one day, we saw our street sign on the ground leaning against the pole it normally hung from. We made a bet that if we looked out the window at midnight, and it was still there on the ground, my husband would go on a stealth mission to grab it. At midnight, it was still there so my husband retrieved it. Unfortunately, he was spotted by our neighbor, who was the son of a prominent
citizen of the British Empire. To us he was the guy who called our best friend (who lived below us) the c word, because she was talking too loudly one night. We think he was the one who reported us to the council for “improper installation of a satellite disk”, because we got the notice a few weeks later fining us for that offense (I guess he wasn’t able to get them to care about the street sign). The street sign currently hangs proudly in our garage, and each time I see it, I smile.

What movies could you watch over and over and still love?

There are definitely movies that I have watched many times, and still enjoy. Mainly, “When Harry Met Sally”, “Mrs. Miniver”, “It’s a
Wonderful Life”, all the Bond movies except the last two, and lately “In Her Shoes”.

Ever gotten a speeding ticket?

Only once, but it was a doozy. In college, I drove a car common to the senior citizen set. I believe my dad bought it for me because the speedometer only went to sixty five. However, as I painfully learned
one evening, just because the speedometer says you can only go sixty five, does not mean that you physically CAN’T go faster. Like,
say, 85 miles in a 55 mile zone, as clocked by a very angry radar gun wielding highway patrolman who threatened to arrest me for reckless driving. On a karmic note, I really am dreading the day my kids learn how to drive.

Run out of gas?

Why yes! Also in college (what a shocker). I was driving from my job to my boyfriend at the time’s house, and I ran out of gas one block from a gas station. What luck! However, it took a while for me
to figure out how much gas to put in the red can, to then put into my car to make it to the gas station, so I could then fill up and go along my way. Or about 30 minutes. This was in the days of yore before cell phones and my boyfriend thought I wasn’t going to show up. So he called up the girl he was seeing on the side to come over
instead. When I showed up, there she was. Awkward! I’d like to say that was the day I broke up with him for good but alas. That would be a lie.

Favorite kind of sandwich?

I hate sandwiches. Yes, all kinds of sandwiches. Yes, I eat burritos. Yes, I know that’s contradictory. I don’t care. Were I starving to death and a sandwich was offered, I would continue to starve to
death. It’s the smell, the soggy bread, the ingredients (ew, mayonnaise!), the soggy bread, the look, the feel and the soggy
bread. And no, I wouldn’t eat a panini either. The bread would still taste somewhat soggy.

Which are better black or green olives?

Green olives, forever!

Can you knit or crochet?

I did knit for a while, after I got married and decided that I had to become a serious grown-up (no more midnight street sign stealing
raids for me!). I never became proficient in knitting anything but scarves.


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