Fawn at Fawnahareo's Place tagged me for this meme in which I am supposed to reveal seven "random or weird" things about myself.And I'm willing to be pretty random. But I also like to monkey with the rules on occasion. So, here are seven things. All of them are random. Six of them are true.
One. I adore riding horses. I'm surprisingly competent at it given how few times I've actually ridden. I can stay on a cantering horse, and have even managed to keep a horse or two from throwing me. I have fantasies about riding horses for miles along beaches with the wind in my hair. I was not allowed, no matter how much I begged and strategized, to have my very own horse living in our suburban backyard when I was nine. Though I still feel occasional pangs of longing about this, in this regard Mom was wiser than she knew. Turns out I'm also violently allergic to horses.
Two. I love antique jewelry. My engagement ring dates to around 1910, and if I had all the money in the world, I wouldn't go shopping at Tiffany's. I'd choose this fantastic little estate jewelry shop I found once in Boston right near the Public Gardens on a really swanky street. And I'd buy everything they had that was Edwardian, white gold, and filled with gorgeous garnets or sapphires.
Three. I get unreasonably annoyed by the sight of "Tips" cans on the counters of coffee houses where I'm merely placing an order with a cashier who will shout my desired beverage down a chain of three people whose responsibility it is, respectively, to mark the cup, make the drink, and hand me my cup. Tips are for service -- for people who are making that horrifying minimum wage that's half of the regular minimum wage because they are supposedly earning tips. If you work in a coffee shop, your job is to ring up and pour (or steam) coffees. There's no extra service involved. And you make at least normal minimum wage. So I'm not sure why you need a tip to ring up my drink at the right price. Okay, I'll stop now. See? I said I was unreasonable.
Four. I interviewed Jimmy Carter once on television. I was in high school, on a panel of three students, and the program was to be broadcast on public television. I don't recall what I asked, and although I have a video tape of the event, I've never watched it. I have a still photo (autographed) that shows me with astonishingly fluffy curly hair and thick giant curly bangs. Seeing that photo is enough; I don't think I could bear watching that girl speak and move.
Five. When I eat ice cream in a bowl, I stab it and stir it with my spoon a lot until it gets softer and a bit on the gooey side, with little melty dribbles of chocolate soup around the edges. Perfection.
Six. Back in the day, I was a model for classes at an art school. The kind of art school where they like to draw pictures of humans without clothes. And the kind of art school where they kindly provide heat lamps for the models because no one really wants to spend lots of time molding goose bumps in clay or painting bluish lips on otherwise fabulous first-year-of-art-school paintings. You'd think this would be embarrassing--but at the time it was completely fine. While I never made eye contact with any of the clothed artistes during class, we had lots of fun yukking it up over bad coffee during the breaks. I'd wander around the school and the gardens in my robe. A substantial one, no doubt. But, really? Who in their right mind doesn't get dressed for the one-hour lunch break but instead chooses to eat sandwiches out of a brown paper bag while laughing with friends out in the sun in nothing but a robe? An artists' model, that's who. Also, in case you're wondering, the hourly pay for this is excellent. And college is expensive.
Seven. I would never let my Daughter be an artists' model.
So, there is me in Seven Things. Well, in six true things and one good story. I'll never tell which one is the odd one out -- no matter how hard you beg. But it would be fun to hear you try. :)
***** Here are the rules and my tags. *****
This is the “7 Things” meme, and here are the rules:
- Link your tagger. Post the rules.
- Share 7 facts about yourself (random or weird)
- Tag 7 friends
- Leave a comment letting them know they have been tagged.