I hate tomatoes, but I LOVE salsa.
I’ve tried and tried to like tomatoes, but I just can’t. It is a mystery how one can love tomato made products, but not like tomatoes. I like ketchup and tomato soup and of course, I LOVE salsa. I might be accused of being a salsa snob. I definitely have strong opinions about good salsa and bad. A bad salsa will end my going to a Mexican restaurant even if I like everything else they serve. I also like my salsa hot; not burn your taste buds off your tongue hot, but pretty hot. This has become somewhat of an issue as I have entered my fifties and heartburn has entered the picture. I will not be stopped though.
I have a bionic ankle.
I am the proud owner of a titanium plate and 7 screws that hold my ankle and fibula together after a frightening fall down my stairs 4 years ago. You can read more about that here, but in a nutshell, I ran down the stairs, stepped on my dog’s tennis ball, dislocated my ankle, fractured my fibula and had surgery to put it all back together! This happened in the height of senior portrait season and sidelined me for months. Thankfully, this is behind me and my ankle just bothers me off and on.
I still hold a track record at my high school.
I had a love/hate relationship with track in high school and college. I really loved the competition and the socializing but it was a painful sport. I was a sprinter and a 400-meter runner. The 400 meter hurt like heck and I was good, but not the best. I was, however, on a great relay team and ran the third leg of this event. We did well and although we didn’t make it to state, we do have a school record that I understand remains to this day. That’s a long time!
I was a college cheerleader.
Don’t be too impressed by this! I went to a small college. I mean small. Not even 1,000 students – small. I loved it! Some of the best years of my life. I had been a cheerleader since middle school and thought it might be fun to continue that in college. Not so much, actually. It just wasn’t for me and I only cheered one season, but I can say that I was a college cheerleader.
I personally experienced a miracle.
I had suffered from a physical disorder since I was a teenager. I wasn’t diagnosed until I was in my early thirties. I began to see specialists and take medications that made me feel awful. I was going to have to take these medications indefinitely. I was miserable. One Sunday morning there was an altar call for anyone needing healing. I went forward, but didn’t share the reason with the Pastor, just that I needed healing. Since that moment, I have been healed! Without much detail, I have a physical reminder that God healed me every month. I am so thankful.
I am afraid of deep water.
When I was 5 years old, I almost drowned. It had rained and my mother told me not to go down the slide at the lake we swam in regularly because the water would be over my head. I didn’t listen and she was right. I was rescued by a lifeguard thankfully. But, that left a mark that I still struggle with. I really don’t like to go under water, but I can and I will. I just don’t like it.
I am a horrible singer.
I don’t have much to say about this except that this is a huge bummer for me. I love music. I love to sing. I especially love to worship. I always feel sorry for whoever is sitting in front of me at church. I have been told by my family that I am pretty darn bad. Oh well.
My parents wanted me to go to the Art Institute, but I didn’t think I was good enough.
I always loved art from the time I was little. I started going to art classes when I was under 9 years old. When it was time to decide on a college, my parents really encouraged me to go to the Art Institute, but I compared my talent to others in my classes at school and deemed myself not good enough. I would have loved art college, but I am thankful I didn’t go or I would never have met my husband.
I have been known to cry watching game shows.
If you cry, I cry. That’s the way it is. Even if I don’t know you and you are a contestant on a game show. If you cry, I cry. I think that’s called empathy.
I love my family.
I’m pretty sure this isn’t a secret, but it’s the best thing about me. I love my husband and my kids and I am at the point in my life now that my family has started to grow and will keep growing. I am so ready for a grandbaby, but I will be patient and wait for that sweet wonderful day to come!