Oh, I Get It , , , Now!
I was tagged at the very beginning of the five things meme. Then it happened that I got tagged again and again and again. Each time I said “thank you” for giving me an assignment I’d aleady completed. Soon I was tagged a fourth time. Then tagged a fifth, a sixth, and a seventh . . .
It took me a while to catch on to the fact that I needed to get five more things in a post. My life-long friend, Nancy, has been telling me for these many years, “Ya know, Liz, sometimes you’re so fast, and sometimes you are sooo sloooow.”
Five Things Most Folks Don’t Know about Me
- I’m claustrophobic. I didn’t know that either until my son was about three. It’s the most interesting, amazing feeling to physically compell myself out of a small space at what feels like 90 mph.
- I didn’t like the original smiley face or the good-bye phrase “Have a nice day.” In college, I had a t-shirt with a frowny face and a patch on the back of my blue jeans that said, “Have a nice night.”
- I didn’t go to my prom in high school, but I turned down two nice, intelligent, good-looking guys who asked me. I was afraid we’d have nothing to talk about.
- My first nickname ever was “Bashful.” I got a dominant self-conscious gene. My second nickname was “Mushy.” My dad called me “Babydoll.” My mom called me “Petunia.”
- I was Alice in Wonderland in college. I went to get a hot ham and cheese sandwich and noticed the auditions on the way there. I probably would have kept going — I didn’t know anyone in the theater department — but the girl reading for Alice was just so . . . . someone had to do something! You know what I mean?
So there you have them — five more things about me — things I don’t think about much these days. Maybe that’s why most folks don’t know them.
–Me “Liz” Strauss
Once Upon a Time: Five Things in a Story