Tagged! 6 Random things about me.

Mandy over at First you make a Roux tagged her readers with this one...It sounded fun and like I could do it in under 5 minutes. Mr. Mine is gone on business and this is Night One of SIX nights away...and it was already a humdinger of a night. Anyhoo....

1. I like to eat Bob's Big Boy Seasoning Salt PLAIN, with sips of Coke. I AM WIERD, I KNOW. I also do this in secret and only MAYBE three times a year. Mr. Mine has no idea I do that.

2. I took ballet, tap and jazz for 6 years when I was a child. I was never the best one in the class, but I liked it - I liked the performances twice a year the most. In 8th grade I had reached the point (and I was in pointe shoes - the holy grail of ballet school) where you go big or go home - dance class every night a week, sometimes twice a night, etc. I tried out for cheerleading in high school and made the squad. My ballet school turned their nose up at cheerleading and said basically, "us or them". I chose cheerleading. The random thing about all this is that it wasn't until my LAST six months of dance class that "something clicked" - All of a sudden I TRULY enjoyed moving my body through the poses and the dances. It was such a moment of clarity. I wonder why on earth it took so long for me to feel that way - did the other girls feel like that from the start?

3. I was a baby cheetah stalker. I volunteered at the San Diego Wild Animal Park when I was in college. There was a baby cheetah in the animal nursery that had been abandoned by her mother. Her name was Jamoke. I swear, I checked in on that cheetah WEEKLY and I must have 200 digital pictures of her. God, I wanted to pet her.

4. I drove a '68 Mustang in high school. It was my mom's old car and a BEATER by the time I had it. But, MAN, did I love gunning around town in that thing! My little brother inherited it 10 years after I had been driving it and promptly drove it into someone's front porch.

5. I was a medical oddity for about 10 minutes. My eye doctor found some strange speck deep in my eyeball and ran all kinds of tests on it and showed all his buddies. It turns out it was nothing, but it was fun having all the doctors nerd out over it.

6. When I have driven myself somewhere once, I can ALMOST always find my way back to and from it perfectly. But if you asked me to TELL YOU how to get there - there is NO WAY I can do it. I have lived at my house for 4 years and I STILL can't seem to give people the proper directions. And my house is literally three turns and a couple stoplights from a major interstate.

There....that was fun, thanks Mandy!