Someone tagged me...so here are 6 little known things about me...

I have other things to catch up and blog about (and even a couple of other tags waiting in the wings) but I heard recently that my Aunt in New Jersey checks our blog every day is disappointed if there isn't something new!! So, here is a tag from a while back that I never got around to finishing. I have been rather sick the last several days, the interior painting is way behind schedule but the outside is pretty much done. We found a water leak in the irrigation/sprinkler system under the new flagstone we JUST put in! Ugh....poor Steve had to rip a bunch of it out...Joe and Shelly (my Aunt and Uncle from Oregon) are in town this weekend which is always a lot of fun!!!

So, here is a picture of me to liven things up a bit. I sort of have this habit of going to games with my in laws and enjoying the games so much (baseball, football, it doesn't matter) that I either read the game program cover to cover or, like this time, remember to bring a book! (It was Memoirs of a Geisha.)

So the Tag.... 6 Little Known Facts About Me!!!

1. I know this is terrible, but I fall asleep on the couch almost every night. I used to be good at going to bed. But I have found that some of my best free time is after the kids and Steve are all in bed! Steve has the hardest time falling asleep so I can't read in bed - the light bothers him. Obviously watching TV is off limits too! I used to fight it but I finally realized that I would respect his need for quiet and just stay up later and end up sacked out on the couch. And, especially now being pregnant, I sometimes get comfy and it is just easier to stay!!!

2. My favorite Fast Food vice: A Toaster Ham and Cheese Breakfast sandwich with a Hot Fudge Milkshake from Sonic. Oh my gosh, it could kill you, which is why I don't get it very often, literally maybe once or twice a year.

3. I love a good bargain and clearance sales but I occasionally splurge on something full price without feeling guilty. For instance, I needed something to wear for our Christmas pictures in December. We have done so many casual family portraits; this one we are dressing up. I had spent several afternoons while running errands going to Ross, Marshall's, Kohl's, Target, and Mervyns to find something cheap that I can wear and not look too much like I am pregnant and would be universally flattering and cost hardly anything. I had found nothing so I finally went to Ann Taylor and found the PERFECT deep red silk top. It was not on sale. AND I bought jewelry too! Ha!!!

4. I went to a boarding school in upstate New York for a month of my senior year. For some reason, my public high school was part of an organization of mostly private schools (about 30 or so in the country) that offered specialized short intern programs for high school seniors. Our school had an internship in Forestry and Wildlife Management. Next to no one took advantage of the program but I did. I applied to 3 schools and ended up going to The Emma Willard School in Troy NY. They are located right outside Albany, NY and their specialty program was an internship in the State Legislature. I worked in the office of Assemblyman Tucci from Brookline, NY. I pulled and sorted files, went to the assembly floor to have him sign documents, went on errands to the copy center and library. I actually found out that Kurt Cobain had died while working on a project on LexisNexis - a kind of pre-cursor to the internet that provided AP news bulletins and access to business and legal documents. I went down to NYC (well, outside) and stayed with a friend at her college for a weekend. It was a liberal arts college with a very liberal social agenda. Boy, did I learn a lot! :) We went into the city on the train and I saw Joseph, rode the Staten Island Ferry, went to the World Trade Center, stuff like that. All in one day.

5. I grew up Figure Skating. I started when I was 8 years old. Not early enough to become an Olympian, but, I did train a couple times a week with a private coach, competed locally (I placed 3rd in my first competition (out of 3...but it was a very close 3rd!) I really enjoyed it - my parents were not uber wealthy (which you need to be to truly excel...or have a sponsor!) so us 3 girls were mostly in it for casual competition and the personal growth experience. Finally, when I was about 14 or so, we as a family decided to walk away from skating. It was so weird - it had really defined us for so long but the world kept turning and the sun would rise and set even though we quit.

6. I got in a car crash while skipping school and ended up talking to my DAD at 911!!! My high school had a closed campus so we really weren't supposed to leave. But, my boyfriend Eric was downtown working at Kinko's and he was really sick...so I wanted to be a good little girlfriend and take him some orange juice and a muffin. So, I left. I was a senior and kind of over high school anyway. I was in Portland down near the old Civic Stadium and I needed to turn left, a yield left turn. So, I waited until I thought it was clear and obviously didn't see the "oldsmolbuick" coming up over the crest of the little hill and I hit its front left bumper/fender/light with my left bumper/fender/light. Crap. It crunched the light and fender of my car. It did next to nothing to the tank I hit!! At least I didn't wreck his car. So, I went across the street to the Mercedes dealer to try to figure out who to call. They didn't know the non-emergency number so we just called 911. I wasn't even thinking where the call would go or that I was IN the city and county my dad worked for and not where I should be!! So, I get on the phone, start telling the operator what happened, my name, where we were, etc. and kind of kept mumbling all upset that my dad who is a 911 guy was going to kill me for skipping school and getting in a wreck. He asked me who my dad was and I told him. He said "Oh. You're "Mac's" daughter. I will get him on the line with us." Sure - of course I called where my dad was...and I totally wanted to talk to him right now. NOT. Bottom line, my car was still drivable and I waited for him to come and escort me home where I sat in the living room with my parents having one of those "We are so disappointed with you" discussions and if I wanted the car fixed, I would get to pay for it. Some how the car never got fixed!!