100 things you didn't know about me
I was going to post something else, and then I realized that I was at post number 100. So I thought I'd make it special. And, since pictures are worth at least 1000 words, this actually adds up to more than 100 things:
I was a biker chick in a previous lifetime.
Even though I object to Barbie and don't want S-Boogie to play with them, I did and I turned out all right. Also, I don't know why I am wearing boy pajamas at my birthday party.
I totally loved my pink bike with the banana seat and I was very sad when it got left in the driveway and run over by a car. And I thought that rainbow suspenders looked really cool with my bright pink pants.
When I was in first grade, my teacher had some pet rats in the classroom. One day, they had babies. We could take one home if our parents said yes, so I got my dad to agree to it. This is me and Ratty with our first "Rat Day" cake. Every year for many years thereafter we would celebrate the anniversary of my first cake by making a rat-shaped cake and buying presents for my current pet rats.
I played the trombone in my high school's marching band for two years. I never could figure out how to memorize the music (strange mental block I have--I've never been able to play from memory), so I'd just pretend and play some random notes as we marched along.
This is what I look like when I am nine months pregnant. It's Ok to think that it's kind of grotesque, because I think that too. I'm really glad we didn't have a full length mirror in our apartment at the time.
I was a biker chick in a previous lifetime.
Even though I object to Barbie and don't want S-Boogie to play with them, I did and I turned out all right. Also, I don't know why I am wearing boy pajamas at my birthday party.
I totally loved my pink bike with the banana seat and I was very sad when it got left in the driveway and run over by a car. And I thought that rainbow suspenders looked really cool with my bright pink pants.
When I was in first grade, my teacher had some pet rats in the classroom. One day, they had babies. We could take one home if our parents said yes, so I got my dad to agree to it. This is me and Ratty with our first "Rat Day" cake. Every year for many years thereafter we would celebrate the anniversary of my first cake by making a rat-shaped cake and buying presents for my current pet rats.
I played the trombone in my high school's marching band for two years. I never could figure out how to memorize the music (strange mental block I have--I've never been able to play from memory), so I'd just pretend and play some random notes as we marched along.
This is what I look like when I am nine months pregnant. It's Ok to think that it's kind of grotesque, because I think that too. I'm really glad we didn't have a full length mirror in our apartment at the time.
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On a related topic- I could never read music and had to play by ear! Funny how people process things...
Ewwwwww! Cicada! Canadians eat people-shaped cakes? Gross!