My colleague, Peg, has tagged me with my first ever blog meme. So here it is, my list of the 10 Things Most People Don’t Know About Me:
1.) I have considered running for political office.
2.) I crash landed in a small plane once as a passenger. The plane developed engine trouble and we had to put down on a frozen lake. Fortunately, another plane came along in about an hour or so and picked us up. That night the temperature plunged to 40 below zero and stayed that way for two weeks.
3.) I know how to skin a marten. It’s harder than it looks to get the hide off of a fur-bearing animal.
4.) Even though I had my license, I didn’t really become comfortable as a driver until I had a student job where I had to run errands around town with the company car.
5.) I identified with Robin Hood growing up because he had my first name. I didn’t meet other Robins until I went to college. There were three of us in the same dorm.
6.) No one has EVER spelled my name correctly the first time. (No one has EVER pronounced my brother’s name correctly at ANY time so he actually has it worse than me).
7.) After years of thinking of myself as a word person, I appear to be turning into a visual artist.
8.) As a youngster, my career aspirations were often driven by the books I read. I wanted to become a diplomat, for example, because I read “Galactic Diplomat” by Keith Laumer. I even sent away for career information from the State Department and I was incredibly excited when I received the information packet all the way from Washington, D.C. Sadly, real diplomats don’t deal with extraterrestrials or fight for truth, justice, and the American Way in a James Bondian-like manner which put me off the whole idea. After my college graduation, I did actually take the State Department exam (I got a “C”, I believe) and I was eligible to go to the regional interviews in Seattle, but I never pursued the recruitment process any further.
9.) I had never tasted a sweet orange until I was 20 years old and visited California for the first time. I grew up on green, under-ripe fruit and thought oranges were supposed to be bitter.
10.) I planted my first garden when I was about six years old. “Planting” consisted of clearing out some of the weeds in our yard and sprinkling seeds over the top of the soil. The only thing that came up: one cornflower.
I now pass the torch of meme-y goodness onto Wendi L., Anne, and you, my gentle reader.
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