More Oversharing

As I mentioned previously, Dana tagged me with the Versatile Blogger award (Thank you!) and I need to share 7 new bits of info about myself. Some of the 7 are in response to questions from blog friends (Thank you, too!).

1. What’s the strangest thing you’ve eaten? (MizzJ): I once had my fork poised to dig into a friend’s order of calves brains, but I couldn’t do it. Today I tried scrapple for the first time--don't buy it, it's awful. Once upon a time, sushi and octopus were strange for me, but not anymore.
2. Why don’t your posts have more pictures? (Amy): I never got into the habit of taking pics—except when my kids were tiny. Avoiding being IN pictures is one of my superpowers.
3. What color are your eyes? (Thanh-Thao): Blue. If you can stomach enlarging my profile pic, you can see the particular shade.

...and the final four bits of info:

4. I like my eggs over-easy (firm whites) or in an omelet—with lots of pepper.
5. Every night when I get home from work, I take a minute to look up at the moon and stars. That makes me smile and helps me leave work problems outside. Pity my family on cloudy nights. =)
6. Growing up I didn't get an allowance (despite LOTS of chores), but I found a few ways to make money. I think I just found a topic for new post!
7. MizzJ was curious about the near-deadly kiss I received as a 14 year-old. I rarely get asked to share a story, so I’m jumping on this opportunity! :P (Thanks MizzJ)


It was a daaarrrk night--LOL, it was Halloween, right after I encountered the gun nut. I'd been on my way to meet friends and after that slight delay, I did. The girl was with the group.

She and I had recently started talking on the bus and at school. I had just started this new thing where I actually talked with people. It was a conscious decision to change my behavior. I’d been VERY reserved up until then. She was dressed as a flapper for Halloween. Being a gentleman, I offered her my coat. She didn’t accept--she didn't want to hide her fringe. We talked, walked with the group, and looked out for the little ones. When it was time to head home, she wanted to tell me something. We walked off to get some privacy. She said her family was moving out of state that weekend and she wanted to kiss me good-bye. It was quite an experience—my first real kiss. I didn’t have anything to compare it to, but it was nice. My opinion on that would change later.

Soon, I wasn’t feeling great. By Thanksgiving I had pneumonia, which led to the discovery that I also had mononucleosis and an enlarged spleen. One of the flapper’s friends confirmed she had mono when she kissed me—she’d snuck out of her house. I was very sick. Our doctor wanted to put me in the hospital, but my parents were frugal regarding health care (you did not want to be one of our pets). I didn’t return to school until January. I wasn’t supposed to exert myself, but I joined the wrestling team. Boys have no sense!

Was it sweet that she snuck out of her house to kiss me goodbye? Or was it thoughtless to give me mono? After being so sick, I decided it was the latter. Oh well, at least it was a memorable first kiss--and, as I mentioned to Julie (who recently wore a flapper dress), it was kind of awesome to get a month off from school. See, boys have no sense!!! ;P

Have a great weekend!