The 100 Things You Always Wanted To Know. Or not.
For years now I've been floating around the Blogosphere half displayed from crown to chin. And I've gotta tell ya, I have a splitting headache.
I crack myself up.
I've procrastinated doing the "100 Things Meme" because well....it's just a bit self-indulgent. I mean, who has time to read one hundred titillating facts about me? Can I even FIND 100 interesting facts about me - weird nuances, yes - but interesting is a stretch. Since I am divisible by two in the truest sense of the word and I'm only whole when I look in the mirror, I think it's totally acceptable that I stop at 50 percent. Let's jump right past "I was born in a log cabin before electricity and running water" and on to the good stuff. There is no rhyme or reason to the order. Most of it is true (except for the elephants).
1. I was born in a log cabin in the middle of nowhere and had to walk 6 miles to school everyday in the snow uphill both ways. Actually, "the middle of nowhere" part is correct. I rode the big yellow bus to school and hated every minute of it. Always the first to get on in the morning and the last to get off because we lived in the middle of nowhere! My parents still live Nowhere.
2. I am the oldest of four children.
3. Good grief. This is boring already.
4. When I was ten my two younger brothers sold me to the circus down the street where I learned to walk on my hands and ride elephants. They were really sorry about that later when the elephants got me to school faster than that damn yellow bus. (I said damn. Oh the scandal. Just wanted to see if you were paying attention.)
4. At the age of twelve I defected from the Methodist Church and ran away to join a Baptist mission to play the piano - on my own. It was my religious experimentation phase. My mother was not amused. I spent the next ten years trying to get out of the Baptist
5. I worked in tobacco in the summer as a kid to earn extra money. My relatives owned tobacco farms everywhere I looked! It all ended the summer they let me drive the tractor and I ran over my uncle's foot. Of course I did it on purpose! They wouldn't let me wear my pencil skirt in the field.
6. I wrote my first poem when I was seven and my first "novel" when I was twelve. The poem was good. The title of my book however, was unpublishable, unprintable and had no redeeming qualities whatsoever. It was banned when I titled it after a pornographic phrase I'd heard in a movie; except I didn't know it was scandalous because I was twelve. When my mother discovered it she sent me back to the Baptist church for more hellfire sermons.
7. My Granny lived next door and could "talk fire" out of people when they were burned. She would mumble something in your hand and breathe on it. I never understood this because I only heard Baptist people talk about fire and she wasn't Baptist.
8. I took eight years of piano and later earned a classical voice degree. I was known as a "Mozart singer" and performed in operas and recitals. My favorite composer is Mahler but my passion is McLachlan and anything rock 'n roll. I repeat....Mimi is going to hell.
9. My first boyfriend's name was Robert in the 6th grade. I loved his brains and his father was the principal of our school. I never got in trouble. It taught me to date men with powerful fathers. Saves time and keeps my pencil skirt out of trouble.
10. I got my first kiss in the 6th grade playing Spin-The-Bottle at a party.
The parents were home so the game was in the downstairs closet. His name was Scott. (Sorry, Robert)
11. I got my second kiss playing Spin-The-Bottle at the same party. (Sorry, Scott)
I met most of them in the closet.
It was a secret. Until now.
15. I've never been arrested.
16. I've never had a one-night stand. (Does the closet count?)
17. I did get a speeding ticket once but I was only going 20 miles over the limit. And I could have avoided the two spankings I got in the first grade if I'd met Robert (and his father) earlier.
Oh the scandal in my little nowhere town. I got whacked for fussing over the red pillow at nap time. Whacked again for singing at nap time. Then became a musician. Just for spite.
18. I slept on the top bunk in a room I shared with my little sister. I was so skinny that I fell through the rails and onto the floor below. It was a moment. And it left a scar. Ouch.
My mother liked him because she knew he would tell on us.
My new passion is numerology.
27. I am addicted to blogging. The first thing I would grab in a fire is my laptop - and my hairbrush.28. I am single with a capital S.
29. I sang on a TV show twice.
30. As my life and love life changed, so did the original answer to #30 (which I deleted). When I get a love life again I'll come back to replace it. The times they are a changin'.....
31. I live in Bloggingham Palace at the foot of a mountain
32. I am
Damn Baptist upbringing.
33. In my lifetime I have worked as a grocery cashier, private piano and voice instructor, professional musician, proofreader, editor, wedding singer, waitress,Account Executive for a hotel chain, funeral musician, newspaper columnist, payroll clerk in a pimiento cheese factory, nursery school worker (the three longest weeks of my life), beauty pageant judge, data processor, drama coach and theater director. I am hopelessly enthralled in the process of life-long learning. I was the worst waitress on the planet.
35. I am writing the Great American Novel. I have been writing the Great American Novel for many years.
It is time to finish The Great American Novel.
36. Mice scare the living bejeebuzz out of me. There are posts to prove it.
37. I love Ginger Ale and chocolate.
A newly acquired taste for Godiva.
8. Other things I love: soft cotton PJs, bubble baths, candles, touch, kisses, Fall nights, booming thunderstorms, dog-eared books, new writing pads, French Vanilla coffee, Butter Pecan ice cream, quiet time just for me, singing, books, piano, the ocean, and blogging.
39. I won't pump my own gas and never return the grocery cart.
40. Five things to do before I die: Make love in the rain, see Prince in concert, repeat the first one at least twice and return the grocery cart.
41. I dropped out of my high school beauty pageant because they wanted me to wear Daisy Duke shorts
and dance to country music. I think not.
41. I'm allergic to steel guitars, rap nonsense and penicillin. All make me itch.
42. I don't curse. (answer #3 is not considered cursing unless you're Baptist).
43.Music can transport me to a higher place. (except steel guitars. Now that's just sad).
44. I talk in my sleep, sing in my sleep, walk and talk and sing in my sleep.
45. But I don't curse in my sleep. Unless I stump my toe and break a nail.
46. When I was twelve I went to 4-H camp. I sang "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" in my daisy dukes and learned about energy conservation, how not to bake a cake and boys. Twelve was a very good year.
47. When I was twelve I went to music camp at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. I played "Love Story" on the piano in my pencil skirt, learned about Rachmaninoff, how to sneak in a dorm room and boys. Twelve was a very good year.
48. My roommate accidentally set the trashcan on fire in Granville Towers at UNC.
I tried to put it out with my pencil skirt but there wasn't enough material and I lost half my wardrobe. I learned about fire escapes, curfews and how not to get invited back to music camp. Twelve was a very good year.
49. I once slept with a possum.
50. I've battled insomnia, high cholesterol, blog addiction and a persistent mouse family in the trunk of my car.
51.
I learned to sing imitating Streisand's Live in Central Park album in the seventies.
She made me want to be glamorous.
Stay tuned for Part Two - the other half speaks - tomorrow, on Mimi Writes. If you dare. Slightly more serious.
Or not.
I think that's quite enough for today.
25 comments:
You were able to list way more than I could ever list about myself.
Now that was interesting!
I'm gonna get in here quick cos everyone will want to ask this question...
You slept with a POSSUM????????
We were born in the same place and by golly we went to the same school and traveled to and from same way. Imagine that. Bwahahahahahaha.
Have a great day and weekend. Big hug and lotsa lovies. :)
Now that I've read that blog I can't wait to see the movie... Will be waiting for Part II
LOL!
:-D)
This is explaining alot... ;)
Shannon - Don't you think I've led a sheltered life?
Akelamalu - Yes, I slept with a possum. And it was grounds for divorce.
Sandee - I knew I knew you from somewhere....you were on that awful bus, too, weren't you??
Lois - There is soooo much more. I shall report.
Maybe this time I'll get arrested!
Bud - #30 had something to do with a Tape Radio Station and microphones....know anything about that? Wait until you read Part II....
A hundred? I can't even count that high. I only have ten fingers.
I learned a valuable lesson in this post. "to date men with powerful fathers" to keep me out of trouble and save time. Well, I wish I had learned that about 15 years ago. *sigh*
Wait...married on the 13th...
26 years
13 x 2 = 26
oooo scary
Charles - I see what is going on here. You just don't want to read meme! You have insulted the authority of my pencil skirt.
Crazy - It looks like you're doing alright to me.....
Bond - I actually never thought of that. See! It was a spell I tell ya!
A bad spell....
If daycare providers made the $ they deserve, I'd be working in a daycare again in a heartbeat! That was the best job I ever had.
You can't have been the worst waitress on the planet! I was! The only good thing about that stint was meeting Poor Hubby.
Mmmm...thunderstorms.
Oh, Mimi, you're one of the folks that gets my teeth to grinding in a grocery parking lot?
I've done the 1st #40 item. One of the sweetest moments with Former Fiancee. *sigh* Thanks for the memory.
The Daisy Dukes? I had a really cute pair. Dancing to country? Can't blame you.
I'm so jealous of all of the musical stuff you got to do...
Can't wait 'til next installment!
I wore pencil skirt and stiletto heels in the sixties.
Worst thing was the skirts tended to rip open in the back seam.
My Mom, queen of high morals, had the pleasure of daily work, repairing my skirts.
Have you ever tried bicycling to school in a pencil skirt?
If not, you some interesting experiments ahead of you.
Looking forwards to part 2.
From felisol
No wonder I like you so much! I LOVE everything about Sarah MacLachlan. (But I'll overlook the Streisand comment.) I LOVE to exercise. I also play all kinds of music, and am way jealous of your camp at UNC, as the Chapel Hill campus is my favorite university in the country. I tried to get my kids to go there. And, I LOVE daisy dukes!
I so agree you shouldn't have to pump your own gas. You're a Queen for god's sake!
Good job with these, Mims. I just finished reading another blogger's 100. I can't even think of doing it. I'm calling on my "Get our of the Dungeon Free" card. And don't tell me there's "fine print." I looked closely. Nuh-uh!
Autumn - You've done #40?
Sigh. Now I'm the one who is jealous.
lol
Felisol - I've done many things in a pencil skirt but bicycle riding is not one of them. I think I'll pass!
Ferd - It was a special time at UNC and I still remember the smell and ambiance of that campus back in the day. It has changed sooo much now.
I knew you would call in that card at the appropriate time!
Tobacco everywhere you looked? Even under the bed?
I was married on a 13th. Nuff said.
you are DAMN brilliant! I loved reading all your stuff.
I especially love your advice on how to not get asked to return to music camp. :-)
What a list!
A. You are soooo funny
B. Your life hasn't been that boring.
C. You QWAZY
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