For everyone stopping by from Jessica's blog today, welcome! I've seen the "Five Things" post floating around blogland, and what better way to introduce myself than to throw out five random facts about the weirdest person I know (me)? So, here goes:
one. I am so not good at having my picture taken. Seriously, a camera-shy blogger? I can just see how this is going to turn out... I have about five pictures of me that I don't hate, the other ones feature crossed eyes, a mouth half-open, a double chin I didn't know I had, or just a general look of dumbassery. Also, I feel like a total fool whenever I try to take a self portrait. How do people overcome camera shyness even when they're the only one in the room? Is there a support group for that?
two. I've been playing drums and percussion for fifteen years. Don't let Jessica's casual "Oh yeah, she's in a band" fool you, because I am not cool. I never did the rock band thing (which is what everyone assumes when I tell them I'm a drummer). In fact, I studied jazz in college, and focused more on vibes than I did drum set. I even arranged and got to lead a big band tune my last semester. The band I'm in now? It's a bag pipe band. As in, old guys wearing kilts and being totally adorable while I bang away like Animal the Muppet on a field snare. Yes, I have a kilt. No, there aren't any pictures of me in it (yet). Yes, it is AWESOME! Told you, I am so not cool.
three. I have the foulest mouth of anyone you've probably ever met. I dial it back (way back) on ye olde blog here, because I like to think that my anonymous readers think I'm a classy broad and I have an image to keep up. Also, I think we all know that the f-bomb is so much classier dropped in person than it is in writing. But don't let me fool you. I'm pretty well-versed in the four letter words. Especially when I'm stuck in traffic.
four. I've been married twice. To the same guy. My husband, Ryan, and I eloped last December in a moment of insanity (or maybe it was a moment of lucidity?). We didn't have an actual wedding with friends and family until nearly a year later. Don't worry, it confused all of my coworkers and acquaintances when I started sending out invitations. "Wait, aren't you already married?" Truth be told? As great as our wedding was, if I had it to do all over again, I think I'd just stick with the elopement. Weddings are stressful, man.
five. I can lick my elbow. True story. I got one of those stupid emails freshman year of high school that said it was physically impossible to lick your elbow, and that 98% of the people who read that email would try it. Well, I tried, and succeeded. Turns out I'm pretty flexible in the old shoulder joints, and I have a 3.5-inch long tongue. Don't judge me, you know you'd measure that thing too if you found out you could lick your elbow.
Well, those are the five least lame things I can tell you about myself. Thank you so much for stopping by!