Interesting facts about yourself

[DaughterOfLight]

I’m addicted to Hershey’s kisses…

Never been kissed…

I LOVE big hugs…

Criticism really hurts my feelings…

I hate it when people read over my shoulder…

I’m distantly (blood) related to Brave Heart (William Wallace)…

I can name the capital of any state in the USA…

I was adopted as a baby…

I am very talkative and spontaneous…

My life goal is to be a wife and mother…

God bless all! Great thread!

 

[rpp]

Okay, here are a few more tidbits about me.

I broke my nose six times between age 5 and 17. Twice wrestling in high school, both times by the same person who was my best friend. Once hit in the face by my cousin with a hockey as I was coming up from behind him and he raised his stick to make a slap shot. The other three times I was walking forward while looking backward only to turn my head just in time to hit a wall.

I am not very good at bowling. However, I once picked up a 7-10 split! I was so thrilled I threw may hands into the air. When I did I hit the overhead monitor with my left and and broke the metacarpal bone for my little finger!

One time when wearing brand new wingtip shoes (read: slick, smooth sole), I slipped on carpeted stairs at work and fell down two flights of stairs breaking two ribs.

Once after knee surgery, I lost balance on my crutches, dropped one crutch, which bounced back upright and I fell into the crutch breaking one rib, rendering me unable to use crutches and leaving me virtually trapped in a lazy-boy chair for several weeks.

One week later, my (now ex-) wife knocked my down as I was standing balanced on one leg. To try to regain my balance and prevent my 250 pound body from falling, I grabbed the only thing I could, my 105 pound (now ex-) wife. Physics was not on my side. I fell backwards taking her with me. I let go as I realized I was pulling her over. She tried to twist out of the way and not land on me and almost succeeded. (At least that’s what she told the paramedics. I agreed to keep quiet.) She put one elbow into the my ribs on the same side as my first broken rib. She managed to break loose the still healing rib, break the the rib above it and severely crack the one below.

I will add that this is the first in a series of events that led to my sudden and miraculous conversion from atheism.

 

[daeve]

Okay, here are a few more tidbits about me.

I broke my nose six times between age 5 and 17. Twice wrestling in high school, both times by the same person who was my best friend. Once hit in the face by my cousin with a hockey as I was coming up from behind him and he raised his stick to make a slap shot. The other three times I was walking forward while looking backward only to turn my head just in time to hit a wall.

I am not very good at bowling. However, I once picked up a 7-10 split! I was so thrilled I threw may hands into the air. When I did I hit the overhead monitor with my left and and broke the metacarpal bone for my little finger!

One time when wearing brand new wingtip shoes (read: slick, smooth sole), I slipped on carpeted stairs at work and fell down two flights of stairs breaking two ribs.

Once after knee surgery, I lost balance on my crutches, dropped one crutch, which bounced back upright and I fell into the crutch breaking one rib, rendering me unable to use crutches and leaving me virtually trapped in a lazy-boy chair for several weeks.

One week later, my (now ex-) wife knocked my down as I was standing balanced on one leg. To try to regain my balance and prevent my 250 pound body from falling, I grabbed the only thing I could, my 105 pound (now ex-) wife. Physics was not on my side. I fell backwards taking her with me. I let go as I realized I was pulling her over. She tried to twist out of the way and not land on me and almost succeeded. (At least that’s what she told the paramedics. I agreed to keep quiet.) She put one elbow into the my ribs on the same side as my first broken rib. She managed to break loose the still healing rib, break the the rib above it and severely crack the one below.

I will add that this is the first in a series of events that led to my sudden and miraculous conversion from atheism.

I want you to go to the UPS store and buy about a mile of bubble wrap, and some tape. Just start wrapping…you’ll be ok then.

 

[Feanaro_s_Wife]

I want you to go to the UPS store and buy about a mile of bubble wrap, and some tape. Just start wrapping…you’ll be ok then.

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lol, as long as he doesn’t use scissors to cut the wrap or tape… or lose his balance after all that wrapping…round and round…and fall and break some ribs**

 

[Ceil-1]

As a young girl, I could see the Statue of Liberty out of my brother’s bedroom window.

I also rode to kindergarten in a 4-wheel drive bus that rode the beach to Bay Shore. If we were lucky, the driver would drive through a wave.

 

[daeve]

As a young girl, I could see the Statue of Liberty out of my brother’s bedroom window.

I also rode to kindergarten in a 4-wheel drive bus that rode the beach to Bay Shore. If we were lucky, the driver would drive through a wave.

I’m not sure what a 4 wheel drive bus is, but driving through a wave sounds cool. Bay Shore…Long Island? Did you live in Brooklyn or Staten Island when you could see the Statue of Liberty? That’s also very cool, but I never liked riding the ferry. I had nightmares about falling over board.

 

[Galnextdoor]

Okay, here are a few more tidbits about me.

I broke my nose six times between age 5 and 17. Twice wrestling in high school, both times by the same person who was my best friend. Once hit in the face by my cousin with a hockey as I was coming up from behind him and he raised his stick to make a slap shot. The other three times I was walking forward while looking backward only to turn my head just in time to hit a wall.

I am not very good at bowling. However, I once picked up a 7-10 split! I was so thrilled I threw may hands into the air. When I did I hit the overhead monitor with my left and and broke the metacarpal bone for my little finger!

One time when wearing brand new wingtip shoes (read: slick, smooth sole), I slipped on carpeted stairs at work and fell down two flights of stairs breaking two ribs.

Once after knee surgery, I lost balance on my crutches, dropped one crutch, which bounced back upright and I fell into the crutch breaking one rib, rendering me unable to use crutches and leaving me virtually trapped in a lazy-boy chair for several weeks.

One week later, my (now ex-) wife knocked my down as I was standing balanced on one leg. To try to regain my balance and prevent my 250 pound body from falling, I grabbed the only thing I could, my 105 pound (now ex-) wife. Physics was not on my side. I fell backwards taking her with me. I let go as I realized I was pulling her over. She tried to twist out of the way and not land on me and almost succeeded. (At least that’s what she told the paramedics. I agreed to keep quiet.) She put one elbow into the my ribs on the same side as my first broken rib. She managed to break loose the still healing rib, break the the rib above it and severely crack the one below.

I will add that this is the first in a series of events that led to my sudden and miraculous conversion from atheism.

uch: After you are wrapped in bubble wrap, make sure all sharp table edges are padded.

 

[Light_Seeker]

Few people besides my immediate family know that as a child and teen, I was **very **introverted and shy, with a very big stuttering issue.

Nobody that’s heard that story can believe it. Today I’m in sales, can talk to anybody, break the ice & form relationships, usually lead most meetings, and have done tons of public speaking which I enjoy. Total extrovert.

 

[Feanaro_s_Wife]

Few people besides my immediate family know that as a child and teen, I was **very **introverted and shy, with a very big stuttering issue.

Nobody that’s heard that story can believe it. Today I’m in sales, can talk to anybody, break the ice & form relationships, usually lead most meetings, and have done tons of public speaking which I enjoy. Total extrovert.

What changed?

 

[Light_Seeker]

What changed?

I hated my shyness, and began to view it as critical disability. I forced myself, time after time, to talk with people. It was not easy, there was always nervous shakes and sweat on the forehead, and at times I felt as though I would become ill. I usually blundered, saying anything just to say something. My social awkwardness was very visible to any.

But after forcing myself for countless times, the nervousness stopped. I then realized that instead of saying something, I started to ask relating questions. And that everybody else had no problems talking, and answering my questions. Which led to more of my questions to continue the conversation. Which led to more answers. Wow. A conversation! Quickly, the awkwardness disappeared, I realized I could have conversations by asking questions!

Much later it dawned on me how much I like to ask about things, always being the curious type.

 

[redtech]

Okay, here are a few more tidbits about me.

I broke my nose six times between age 5 and 17. Twice wrestling in high school, both times by the same person who was my best friend. Once hit in the face by my cousin with a hockey as I was coming up from behind him and he raised his stick to make a slap shot. The other three times I was walking forward while looking backward only to turn my head just in time to hit a wall.

I am not very good at bowling. However, I once picked up a 7-10 split! I was so thrilled I threw may hands into the air. When I did I hit the overhead monitor with my left and and broke the metacarpal bone for my little finger!

One time when wearing brand new wingtip shoes (read: slick, smooth sole), I slipped on carpeted stairs at work and fell down two flights of stairs breaking two ribs.

Once after knee surgery, I lost balance on my crutches, dropped one crutch, which bounced back upright and I fell into the crutch breaking one rib, rendering me unable to use crutches and leaving me virtually trapped in a lazy-boy chair for several weeks.

One week later, my (now ex-) wife knocked my down as I was standing balanced on one leg. To try to regain my balance and prevent my 250 pound body from falling, I grabbed the only thing I could, my 105 pound (now ex-) wife. Physics was not on my side. I fell backwards taking her with me. I let go as I realized I was pulling her over. She tried to twist out of the way and not land on me and almost succeeded. (At least that’s what she told the paramedics. I agreed to keep quiet.) She put one elbow into the my ribs on the same side as my first broken rib. She managed to break loose the still healing rib, break the the rib above it and severely crack the one below.

I will add that this is the first in a series of events that led to my sudden and miraculous conversion from atheism.

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[sskelly]

Garrison Keillor on “A Prarie Home Companion” radio show saturday nite on PBS advertises “Powdermilk Biscuits” - they “give shy people the courage to stand up and say what needs to be said.” I always thought this was cute, (but it’s not real - too bad.) Speaking of breadstuff,

When I used to eat fast food I would smuggle leftover chunks of bread out the door and feed the birds in the parking lot. Those city birds have it rough in the winter!

Bread and bird lover. :egyptian:

 

[Beautiful]

I can roll my tongue.
I can give a Dr. Spock hand sign with both my right and left hands and the little extra flesh on both my right and left ears could be mistaken as points
Not a pretty picture…

 

[LittleDeb]

Truly fascinating things! So many people say, “there is nothing special about me.” Yet these simple truths show that to be not so. It is our specific combinations that make us very unique.

I explained to a friend who was feeling very run-of-mill. “You can always find someone in all of history who shares at least one common experience or trait with you. Yet you will find no created being from all eternity who shares them all.”

We are a very interesting lot! God bless you all.