ummm... Thanks Colleen. Seriously. Thanks. I want to send you a big ol' gift basket of love. LOL. :)


So, I guess I have been TAGGED. (Why Colleen, Why???)And I need to subject you to 7 boring facts about myself. I apologize in advance.

I am too list 7 strange/weird things you may not know about me. The rules are to link the person who sent this to you and leave a comment on their blog so their readers can visit yours. Post the rules on your blog.Share 7 strange/weird facts about yourself. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, linking their blog. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Here we go:

1. I am afraid of public speaking. It might have something to do with the fact that in 4th grade, I might have mortified myself during a speech in front of my class. Before the speech, I snuck off to go to the restroom, as I REALLY had to GO! I guess my teacher thought I was going off to socialize and she reprimand me. She sent me back to class before I had a chance to go. Needless to say I gave them a little more than my oral presentation. I decided to try to tackle my fear in college by taking a public speaking class. (Dr. Phil would be so proud) For my persuasive speech, I chose to speak AGAINST animal testing. My professor stood at the back of the room and huffed and rolled her eyes the whole time. Turns out my professor took GREAT offense to my speech because her daughter was attacked by her neighbors dog(I know, sad. But she is okay). She took the opportunity to rip into me, and I mean RIP. Good times. Good times. I'm a survivor peeps.

2. I hate when people "BOO" at sporting events. I feel bad for the people being BOO'd and for their family. Jeff used to be a boo'er. But he has heard me one too many times at sporting events, reminding him that their mom or sister could be sitting behind us, and it might hurt their feelings. Yes, I might be stuck in Junior High..Don't care. He no longer BOO's. Maybe in private. And yes, they can hear you when you BOO through the t.v. My point? ENCOURAGE, don't DISCOURAGE PEEPS! Just say no to "BOO"!

3. I made my t.v. debut in college on the Jenny Jones show. NO, I was not my brother's mother. I was in the audience for a taping of a show about "cheaters and the women who can't leave them." You know, back in the day when tv was changing lives. I stood up to impart my sage advice that was sure to make her see the error of her ways... I told her she was beautiful and she could get anyone she wanted.. (or something to that effect), and then I called him an idiot. On National telivision. (Given my fear of public speaking, and my fear of hurting peoples feelings, I must have really thought this guy was a dud. or I was possessed) Nice, eh? My parents were so proud, I'm sure.

4. When I was 17, one of my best friends was an aspiring singer. She was being "managed" by the manager of a major boy band at the time(If you don't know, I'm not gonna tell you,LOL. I might have had a crush on them and met the manager when I was stalkin...I mean following their careers) They had two girls and needed a third. One day she called me with the manager and he asked me to be in the band. I can see why. I could not sing. I had no sex appeal, and kermit the frog had more rythm than me. Recipe for BIG SUCCESS!!(can we say scam...) I chose college instead. I think the manager guy might be in the big house.

5. I tried smoking ONCE in college. Not because I thought it was cool. AT ALL! My mom had picked up the NASTY habit again after having quit for several years(sorry to offend if you smoke). I came up with this BRILLIANT plan that if I learned how to smoke, and did it in front of her, she would be so disgusted, she would want to quit. I could use the old" I'll quit if you quit." So I had a friend "teach" me how to hold the cigarette so I could look like I knew what I was doing. What an idiot. I could not even stand to hold it, or breath it in. I inhaled once. Almost died. Never again. Didn't even make it through 1/4 of a cigarette. Might have gotten a bump in my mouth about a week later and thought I had developed oral cancer from my smoking habit. I am just that paranoid. My mom did finally kick the NASTY habit(again, my apologies to the smokers)..... so maybe my one inhale 400 miles away and close brush with oral cancer did the trick.

6. The sound of styrofoam makes me cringe. If my children get a present, they do a styrofoam check for me. They will warn me and tell me to cover my ears and take the box into the next room to extract the offender. I also can't stand cotton balls. DESPISE them. Can't touch them. Can't look at them. It is making me sick thinking about them. Aren't you glad you asked?

7. I have only just recently discovered, at the young age of 30 something, that you can have a personal relationship with Jesus. I have always known about him, but never knew that I could know him intimatly. So although I have called myself a Christian my whole life, I consider myself young in my walk with the Lord. It has been life changing. If anyone out there is considering accepting Jesus into your heart, but you don't know how to go about it, shoot me an e-mail. I would love nothing more than to get you started on your walk.

Now the hard part is finding people who have not been tagged. We know the same peeps.

I am so sorry friends:

1. Lisa

2. Jen

3. Stefanie

4. Terrye

5. Kerri

6. JoAnn

7. Kristen

:)

Amie