Taking a cue from Ang over at Random Ramblings, I have decided to try a 30-day Blog Challenge. Let me say for the record that this will not be 30 consecutive days...it just ain't gonna happen. I have plenty on my plate (get that? plate. hah!) without the added pressure of blogging everyday.
So without further ado, here is my first topic:
Day 01 - A picture of you and 10 interesting facts about yourself
1. My grandfather won the lottery when I was in second grade....$250,000. Big bucks back then.
2. I am the oldest of 3. I have a sister who is 4 years younger and a brother that is 8 years younger.
3. I met my husband through a personal ad...his not mine. I answered his ad by letter and the rest, as they say, is history.
4. I have always wanted to learn to play the cello.
5. I used to be a vegatarian and would be happy to do it again (except for cooking separate meals and all that jazz.)
6. I have been diagnosed with several congenital bone deformities including Madalung's Deformity in my wrists (my ulna's too short...yeah, that's what she said), Parr's Defect (missing a portion of my L5 vertebra) and most recently Coxa Profunda (my hip sockets are too deep...which apparently is an open invitation for severe osteo arthritis to take up residence in my pelvis.)
7. I love Japanese food and British television but not necessarily at the same time.
8. I am a slave to procrastination...but I'll tell you more about that later.
9. I wish I could go back in time to January 16, 1985 and change the course of history. (Shattered my right knee cap that day and things have never been the same.)
10. Tomorrow is my birthday and I intend to treat it like any other day: being grateful for all that I have, all that I am and all that I hope to achieve by the grace of God.
Wow! 10 already? I could do this all night! There are so many other things I want you to know. Well, not just you but you know, the world. I want there to be something left behind when I leave this world...something that says I cared about people, loved life (for the most part) and tried to teach my kids as much as possible about not repeating my mistakes. I spend way too much time second guessing myself...worried that I forgot to do the right thing or failed to avoid the wrong thing or that maybe my slip is showing...that maybe my soft, vulnerable emotions are hanging out for everyone to see.
oh, well...too late to turn back now.