[ Unusually Unusual ]
I actually like math.
I've never used an ATM.
I once appeared as a model in an ad for the clothing store where I worked.
I don't like sodas; I drink them only when I'm sick or traveling.
I go to McDonald's twice a year - or less.
The *only* television show that I currently watch is Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, and I watch that only rarely.
Our family didn't have a color television until the mid 1980's.
We don't have cable.
I can't stand to kill bugs; I usually catch them in something and put them outside.
My graduating class consisted of approximately 45 people.
I was fired from a brief job at a telephone answering service for being "too nice" to tell irate callers what they didn't want to hear.
One semester I worked three jobs.
My family has lived in the same house since 1985; it was designed and built by my grandfather in the late 1950's.
I've kept a journal since 1985. (Not the same book, of course.)
From time to time I usher at a local playhouse. They don't pay me, but I get to see plays, ballets, etc. for free.
Several years ago, my sister won a microwave after purchasing a raffle ticket.
I've won two radio contests:
1) I didn't win the grand prize; as a finalist my prize was a $25 gift cert to a plaque/engraving shop, but still. I won out of "a phone book sized stack of entries." It was my kind of contest - listeners were to submit their Top Ten Reasons I Need a New Shopping Spree.
2) I won $100! The radio station called our office a week or two before asking if I wanted to enter: three times a day they'd say "We'd like to thank So and So for listening." When you heard your name, you were to call a number and later collect your $$. One Friday morning that I remembered to have the radio on, they called mine.
One of my grandmothers was half-Cherokee. From the pictures that I have, that same grandmother looks exactly like my older sister.
Both of my grandmothers died before I was born. Both of my grandfathers have passed on as well.
I've never been to Graceland, but I drove past it in 1989.
Several years ago, I found a good deal on some interior paint, and I took it upon myself to repaint most of our rooms.
More recently than that I took it upon myself to repaint the exterior trim of our brick house.
[ Brushes with Greatness ]
In 1994(?) I was dating a guy named Russell who worked the 11 pm - 7 am shift at our local Chevron. I sometimes would hang out with him while he was working. It was always interesting to see who visited the gas station at that time of night. One time, a large luxury touring bus pulled in and the driver came in for some coffee. While Russell made some fresh coffee, we chatted with the driver who informed us that it was Tammy Wynette's bus. I was so impressed! I wished that she would come in for a visit - the driver informed me that she was asleep.
When I was working at Cracker Barrel, one of my fellow servers - Alicia - asked me if I thought that one of our customers looked like Steven Curtis Chapman. We discussed it back and forth, finally she went to ask him. It was! Alicia and I were pretty excited about that. The other servers wanted to know who he is. "A contemporary Christian singer." They weren't too impressed. I challenge them to hear his music and be unimpressed! Alicia and I got Mr. Chapman's autograph.
I was waiting on a couple at table 54. I remember thinking what a nice suit the lady was wearing - it was a very smart-looking dark blue; also, she had a very nice haircut. They dined and left. One of our regular customers asked me if I knew who that was. ("No.") It was Lorianne Crook of TNT's "Crook and Chase."
When some of the other Guys Next Door fans suggested a get-together in Los Angeles in May 2005, I told them to count me in. I had wanted to visit Los Angeles for several years, and suddenly I had the perfect excuse. The whole trip was great, and the get-together was better than I could have imagined. Four of the five Guys actually met with us!
Read about the trip.
[ Great Performances? ]
In years past, I have enjoyed participating in various school and church plays. One of the earliest that I recall is our first grade production of the Three Little Pigs. I was chosen to be the smart pig - the one who built *her* house of brick. Not too much later, in fourth grade I was chosen to be one of the seven flies in the story of the Brave Little Taylor. I still recall the song we sang about "plummy plum plum" jam.
In sixth grade, our chorus performed Oliver Twist. I believe my favorite song from that play was "You've Got To Pick a Pocket or Two."
I was the second "boy" in our seventh grade version of Tom Sawyer. It was a chorus of all girls - even Tom Sawyer was played by my cousin Leigh Ann. Anyway, I was in the white-washing the fence scene and my line was "Here's a neat knife handle."
In high school, as part of the church youth group, I participated with singing roles in several Christmas plays including the critically acclaimed (lol) "I Was a Teenage Christmas Tree."
Most recently - a couple of years ago - I sang a solo in front of our church. On Sunday morning. I did *not* feel that it was good. People told me that I did a good job, but then again, what else are they going to say? The song was "Let Us Pray" by Steven Curtis Chapman. It's an awesome song - upbeat with a good message - and I did not do it justice.
