Photo by FredcatI never could run fast enough not to get tagged! [grin] I was tagged by
Leslie Anne, yesterday, to list five things that you don't know about me. Well... okay... I'm pretty boring, really... but if you really want to know!!! [grin]
1. When I was in about sixth or seventh grade, my sister and I went to a Halloween Haunted House. I enjoyed it so much that we went home and transformed our bedroom (over several days) into a haunted bedroom. We made our own soundtrack of spooky moans and groans. I cut up my fuzzy purple bathrobe to make a vampire bat (glued to
styrofoam, cardboard wings) and rigged it to slide across the room on transparent thread. unscrewed the bulb in the lamp to the point that when you walked (our floor was creaky... we lived in a barn) it flickered. Then we took the kids my mother babysat on a tour. (They cried... we loved it!) I've been hooked ever since then. Over the years my display has gotten a bit better.
Check it out!
2. My sister put a pickled hot pepper in my mouth while I was sleeping when I was in Junior High School. In my sleep, I chewed it up and swallowed it. I became so ill that I was unable to sit up without throwing up for over two weeks. I could barely keep food down, but bananas and Dr. Pepper gave me no trouble. My neighbor, Dr. Jose, came over almost every day to check on me. He had no idea what was wrong with me, so all they could do was try to keep me comfortable. Oh... did I mention that my sister thought I was going to die, so never told anyone what she had done for fear of being punished? She finally confessed after we were both adults. She said that she honestly thought I would wake up and spit it out because I never could stand spicy hot food!
3. Just so you know that my sister,
Chana, was not the only brat in the family... When I was in seventh or eighth grade a big tree fell in the field behind our house. My best friend,
Holly Lisle, and I tied my sister's hands behind her back, put a noose around her neck and left her balancing about five feet above the ground on the trunk. We rescued her in about fifteen minutes, but to this day, none of us can figure out why we did it!!!
4. I met my
husband while taking out the trash. Yep! I was employed as a housekeeper at the Ohio State University's Student Union when I was a sophomore at
OSU. I was pushing one of those great big rolling dumpsters towards the hall that would lead to the outdoor trash compactor from the eating area on the lower level. Bob put out his foot as if to trip the dumpster. (Had I not stopped, he would have gotten a broken ankle, I'm sure!) He then struck up a conversation about how he had been doing my job three days earlier. I basically called him a liar!!! [grin] You see, he was a "Red Coat", which is what we all called the Night Managers (days, too... but we worked nights) because of the garish scarlet blazers they sported. The only way that you could get to be a Red Coat was to work your way up through the ranks, and housekeepers were at the very bottom of the ranks. In effect, he pulled strings. He was friends with one of the managers and when an opening came up, they just squeezed him in there. Bob also broke our first date! He invited me to go out for pizza, and on the night before we were supposed to go, he cancelled. I can't remember why. We did finally go on our first date which was changed to dancing (this was during the urban cowboy craze for those old enough to remember). And the pizza date actually became a reality for our second date!
5. About five years after Bob and I got married, Bob moved to Ada, Ohio. I stayed behind in Mansfield and worked several jobs (in shifts... not much sleep) in order to keep us afloat and keep the house intact. Bob was in law school. It was the longest three years of my life. Wait... make that four. After he graduated, he moved to Columbus and did volunteer work for
Governor George V.
Voinovich. Somewhere around here I have an award presented to me by the
governor for supporting Bob so that he could be a volunteer during that year. I moved to Columbus (where we still live) after Bob was given a state job at the Unemployment Compensation Board of Review.
The Rules: Link to the person who tagged you. Share 5 facts about yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them). Let them know they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blogs.
I am tagging;
Bob,
Holly,
Kathy,
Nikki, and
Terilynn!
If you were already tagged, you can ignore this tag. Otherwise... YOU'RE IT!!!
Bob prepared the entire dinner by himself (which is not uncommon). He made the following recipes:
Then there was the carrot cake! Now I don't know if Bob followed the recipe or if he doubled it, but we ended up with four two-layered 4" cakes! They are SO rich tasting that Bob and I can only eat a quarter of a cake at a time. If you are just preparing food for two people (as we were), you might want to cut the recipe in half. Definitely a nice ending to a great meal.
