Interesting facts about yourself

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Pacbox said:
Thanks though it started out as a result of how I was treated when I was 6 rather than good health, though good health plays a part. I can be around people who are sick and never get sick. And I wish I could share some of my good health with you so you could feel better. :hug3: (I just love this little guy->:whackadoo:)

When I was 6, I was home from school with a cold. Now, most mothers as I understand, take care of a sick child and comfort them. My mother told me I was ruining her life and that since I was ruining her life, I could clean the house. Mind I was sick and 6 years old. I don’t remember if I actually cleaned the house but I do remember what she said. I learned that being sick was bad and so learned not to get sick ever again because I didn’t want to be treated like that and that nobody cared if I got sick. Now if my sisters or mother got sick it was a whole 'nother story. They could get sick and I had to wait on them hand and foot and they could stay home from school.
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:eek: how horrible!!!
 
CWBetts said:
:eek: how horrible!!!
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Yes, but in the long run I think, well at least I tell myself, that I’m better for it. I learned to bear a lot more and worse because of the way she treated me. Granted, I would have like it if it hadn’t left me so screwed up but then nobody’s perfect, not even me.

At this point, I have very little contact with my family. I call them once every 3-4 months and have a 20 minute phone call about mostly nothing. And they never visit me and I can’t afford nor would I want to visit them. So she can be civil but then it took her what, how long? Several years after I left. Before, whenever we talked she would belittle me and put me down and just be horrendous. She was extremely verbally and emotionally abusive to me growing up and even after I left and went to college. So now I live 1200 miles away and refuse to move back near them. Keeps me sane.
 
sanctamaria17 said:
I go barefoot when it’s warm but I’m always wearing sandals, no matter how cold it is! Truthfully, I’ve always tried to do that, but my mother wouldn’t let me once it was the middle of October. Now that I’m in college though…hahahahahahaha

Of course, I only go barefoot on campus. I live in a big city and I think it unwise to walk on the streets barefoot. The only time I did that was because my shoes were REALLY hurting. Of course, one of my friends was so worried I’d step on a needle and contract syphilis:eek: :eek:
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Well, oops, I mean I go around my apartment barefoot. Though there was one time I had bought a new pair of dress shoes that just hurt and I walked home from Mass barefoot. Otherwise I wear flip flops most of the year, when I’m wearing shoes. I didn’t wear socks and shoes until half way throug November this year. I had been wearing flip flops since February, except for the crazy days where we had snow. In April. But it looks like I won’t be getting a White Christmas like we had last year.
 
Truly_Beloved said:
I can do these, too. 👍

Admittedly, the only reason I can name all 50 states in alphabetical order is because of a song I learned in 6th grade, Fifty Nifty United States, by Ray Charles. 😊
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OMGOsh… me too!!!
Fifty Nifty United states from the 13 original colonies
Shout em…
Scout em…

hahahahaha…
 
Fun thread!
Hm, well I love to read, people assume I’m smart but if I took a test on whatr I read I’d fall flat on my face.

I was too small to go home when I was born so my Mom went home in a new car instead of with a new baby,

my name came from a building in town,

camping is my preffered vacation,

I too read encyclopedias. Would fail any quiz though.

I’m shy, until I feel comfortable, writing is the best way I can express myself.

When my x would see the living room completely rearranged when he came home, he alone knew I was mad about something.
 
happymommy said:
I keep my spices in alphabetical order

I have a special stash of candy that no one else knows about

If a puzzle is started, I have to finish it before I can put it away, even if it’s one of the kids puzzles

I love classical music

I have Adenomyosis

There is 30 years between my oldest brother and myself

I know way more about “The Waltons” then anyone should:)
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30 YEARS! Your poor mother. She must have started really young. Are there a bunch of you or just long gaps?
 
I can also flare my nostrils. It freaks my wife out.

I’ve broken 3 bones in my right foot. I had surgery on the same foot 3 years ago to remove a hemangioma (blood vessel tumor), which required cutting the tendon to my second toe. Now it doesn’t bend - I point at my wife with it - again, freaks her out.

My 2 year old girl was Catholic before me and my wife were.

I’m double jointed in my elbows. When I hold my arms up straight, the forearms open outward and form a “V”.

I once ate a bite of Alpo from the can thinking it was chili - I think I was about 5.

I’m also allergic to wasp stings. I got stung on the nose and both of my eyes swelled shut for 2 days.

I am scared of catching a fly ball when I play softball. I got hit in the eye and cracked my cheekbone playing little league baseball.
 
I worked at a summer stock theatre for a couple years. The first show I costumed was One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and the star made me cry. It’s someone you would recognize and you would be shocked at some of the terrible behavior he displayed while in Central Illinois.

I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue.

I can’t name the states, but I can point to them on a map!

I read all the plays and sonnets by Shakespeare by the time I was finished with 8th grade. I didn’t understand them, so I also read all the Charles and Mary Lamb synopses.

I failed Algebra I in high school, but they passed me anyway. I wasn’t allowed to take Algebra II – “Go find a nice English class, honey”. When I went back to college at 39, Algebra was my test class…if I could pass Algebra, I could get a degree. The first day of class the teacher asked me where my calculator was. I didn’t know I could have one. He told me what to get and I ended up setting the curve for the class. I understood the concepts completely; it wa the adding and subtracting that messed me up.

I was an accidental Cub Master. They ASSURED me that the assistant Cub Master only had to show up to things, and I would sell the tickets for the afghan raffle at the Blue and Gold dinner. Then the Cub Master left the pack, with about half our scouts, to start a new pack at the Christian school those kids attended. Too many of our families were employed by Anheuser Busch (this is St. Louis, after all) and the committee chairman and I were both divorced, and that all added up to a bad example for their impressionable children. Forget “A Scout Is Loyal”. So on a Wednesday evening, I was informed that as of Friday, I was in charge. What a mess. It turned out OK because there was a Tiger Cub father who’d been an Eagle Scout and he took over after a few months, when our 5th graders became Boy Scouts…I was only trapped from November to April, but it was a harrowing 5 months.
 
daeve said:
30 YEARS! Your poor mother. She must have started really young. Are there a bunch of you or just long gaps?
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My parents were both married, had children and divorced before they married each other…also my dad is 11 years older then my mom. In fact, my mother was only 10 years older then my oldest brother (her stepson 😃 ) She used to love to tell people how old she was and then start listing the ages of the kids! You should have seen the looks on peoples faces! She would then explain, the his, mine and ours…plus the age difference with my dad…but she really had a good time with that…
 
happymommy said:
My parents were both married, had children and divorced before they married each other…also my dad is 11 years older then my mom. In fact, my mother was only 10 years older then my oldest brother (her stepson 😃 ) She used to love to tell people how old she was and then start listing the ages of the kids! You should have seen the looks on peoples faces! She would then explain, the his, mine and ours…plus the age difference with my dad…but she really had a good time with that…
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What a riot. I had neighbors in NY who both came from big families. The wife only had 8 brothers and sisters, plus her, but the husband came from a family of 17. The youngest boy was a month younger than the oldest grandson. Everybody called him Uncle Derek. Out of those 17, 16 were boys and only one girl. I never heard of this before, but she had a King wedding with no bridesmaids only her brothers. But this gets even stranger. My neighbors were James and Christine. James’ brother Ray was married to Christine’s sister Susan, and James’ brother Arthur was engaged to Christine’s sister Mary. That’s more coincidence than usual, I’d say.
 
I’m related to Australia’s only beatifed saint by blood and marriage. It didn’t rub off on me. Ask anyone!

My Dad has 60 blood descendents, children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He is still more intelligent and good looking than me! He is strong and healthy, and has, regretfully, buried two loved wives.

I’m highly amused by one of the newer smilies.:slapfight:
 
I’ve been on tv - mind you it was as a contestant on a quiz show, but I did pretty well :yup:
 
For a year I went to one of those boarding schools like you read about in books, with an Abbey, and Benedictine monks and “houses,” and all the boys wore blazers with crests. ( I was one of the few day students) Way outside my normal experience.

I have had a few magazine articles published.

I have something like 75 first cousins (lost track)

I helped deliver my youngest daughter in our living room.

My parents left me in a truck stop in Pennsylvania while on vacation once as a child. (Big family) The folks at the stop gave me ice cream to keep me from freaking out - I didn’t tell them I wasn’t worried.

I own tiny British cars.

My parents and my in-laws are both married over 50 years

Not long after the birth of Daughter #3 I woke up for work in a sleep deprived daze and started brushing my teeth with diaper rash ointment. (white stuff in a tube…)

in March of '99 I came in dead last in a 5-mile running race, behind even a 75-year-old woman.

In Oct '01 I completed a marathon.

In 1990 I was named in the Guiness Book of World Records.

When I met my wife it was love at first sight for both of us.
 
I have to have everything in order----think MONK the tv show. I like my house clean,really clean…I vacuum daily, I always make my bed and clean the bathrooms…my husband loves it.

I hate drinking water…I haven’t had a glass of water since…can’t remember when. It makes my stomach hurt…yeah I know it’s weird. My husband drinks water all the time it bugs me.

I have a joke reflex. Everything’s funny. I’m the comeback queen, my husband hates it…I’m trying to quit.I was raised by people who thought they were funny too, it’s in my blood.

I love words…etymology-- the study of words.

I hate going anywhere. If left up to me I would never leave my house. I think people are learning that about me. I haven’t seen my mom since before Thanksgiving and she lives four blocks down the street.It’s ok she made me weird.She understands:yup:

I hate receiving presents. I never feel comfortable getting anything. Something about my childhood I guess.

I love the sun, the heat ,hot water, anything that keeps me hot. I hate the cold. My body is always like ice and right now its 62 degrees where I am…at work.

After reading this I see how weird I am…I just won’t tell anybody any of those things:wink: it’ll be our secret.
 
Trishie said:
I’m related to Australia’s only beatifed saint by blood and marriage. It didn’t rub off on me. Ask anyone!

My Dad has 60 blood descendents, children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He is still more intelligent and good looking than me! He is strong and healthy, and has, regretfully, buried two loved wives.

I’m highly amused by one of the newer smilies.:slapfight:
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I really like that smile too, I just have to smile when I see it:slapfight:
I’m also really liking this one::extrahappy:
 
daeve said:
What a riot. I had neighbors in NY who both came from big families. The wife only had 8 brothers and sisters, plus her, but the husband came from a family of 17. The youngest boy was a month younger than the oldest grandson. Everybody called him Uncle Derek. Out of those 17, 16 were boys and only one girl. I never heard of this before, but she had a King wedding with no bridesmaids only her brothers. But this gets even stranger. My neighbors were James and Christine. James’ brother Ray was married to Christine’s sister Susan, and James’ brother Arthur was engaged to Christine’s sister Mary. That’s more coincidence than usual, I’d say.
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I’m three years older then my oldest nephew…we grew up more like cousins.
My oldest great nephew is a year older then my DD1, but my niece was only 16 when she had him:blush: Every family has one that likes to over achieve, she had 4 kids before she turned 21:banghead:
 
happymommy said:
I’m three years older then my oldest nephew…we grew up more like cousins.
My oldest great nephew is a year older then my DD1, but my niece was only 16 when she had him:blush: Every family has one that likes to over achieve, she had 4 kids before she turned 21:banghead:
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Over achiever, what a nice way to put it. When my younger son was born, my hospital roommate was 21 and already had a 9 year old daughter. Boggles the mind, doesn’t it? There were 4 of us in the room, and we each spoke a different language.
 
For all of you that remember the Fifty Nifty United States song…

Fifty Nifty United States from thirteen original colonies;
Fifty Nifty stars on the flag that billows so beautifully in the breeze.
Each individual state contributes a quality that is great.
Each individual state deserves a bow, We salute them now.

Fifty Nifty United States from thirteen original colonies,
Shout 'em, scout 'em, Tell all about 'em,
One by one,til we’ve given a day to every state in the USA in the USA in the USA, ← hold out all the A’s for 3 beats
Alabama, Alaska, Arizona, Arkansas, California, Colorado, Connecticut
Delaware, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Idaho, Illinois, Indiana
Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana, Maine,
Maryland, Massachusetts, Michigan,
Minnesota, Mississippi, Missouri, Montana,
Nebraska, Nevada,
New Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, New York,
North Carolina, North Dakota, Ohio,
Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina,
South Dakota, Tennessee, Texas,
Utah, Vermont, Virginia, Washington, West Virginia, Wisconsin, Wyoming

North, South, East, West in a calm, objective opinion (Name of favorite State)
Is the Best of the Fifty Nifty United States from thirteen original colonies
Shout 'em,scout’em, tell all about 'em
One by One, till we’ve given a day to every state in the good old U…S…A (hold all notes very short)
 
Is this the same song they sang on the Garry Moore show? I didn’t learn this one in school, but we did sing another one, that started with Maine and worked its way across the country.
 
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