quote: Many moons ago, I took a crying baby into the sacrament closet by mistake (I thought the door led to a hallway.) I was so embarassed I didn't come out until the meeting was over, even though the baby kept screaming.
That is great. Funny for us to read but how embarassing for you.
One thing I once did was illegally enter the Naval Research Lab (NRL) in DC. I was in high school (9th or 10th grade) and was attending a science symposium. We all got to choose one of several field trips to attend. I choose NRL but you had to either be a US citizen or have a passport. They daid if you aren't a US citizen, then you can't go to NRL. I was a Candadian at the time. However, I wanted to go to NRL, so I kept quiet. I was afraid the whole time that I would get into trouble. Luckily, I didn't . And don't worry, I didn't learn any national secrets. (Also, I wasn't a member of the church at the time).
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In 2003, I won the Halloween dress- up contest at work: I was a smiley face scarecrow and won 25$ However, truth be told I spent more making the costume (including make- up and a wig) than I acutally won. (Don't tell anyone). Nonetheless, I felt honored, as the last time I had won anything I was in 2nd grade.
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I make wonderful hot cocoa. It took me almost 6 years to figure out the secret formula. However, I only make it when it's cold enough to justify it; otherwise I feel like a hypocrite. My husband loves it when the weather turns cold, because he starts anticipating my hot cocoa! At my dad's Christmas party last year, I asked if anyone wanted any, and by the time I was done making the batch for the people who had said "yes" the first time, and had divided it more ways than it was meant to go, double that number had changed their mind, and we had to send my husband out to the store! If you come see me next winter, I'll make some for you.
I can learn a song word for word, note for note, after hearing it about two or three times, depending on how complex it is. (It sometimes takes more practice than that to reproduce it with the sounds coming out of my mouth, but I can hear it, including accompaniment, in my head, so that helps.)
One of my earliest memories is of my parents fighting. I ran in my room and put a pillow over my head, but I could still hear them.
I sometimes think I have as much fun playing with the baby's toys as she does.
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I had 4 years of accordian lessons when I was a kid.
I was in 4-H for 9 years.
I raised a steer for money for my very first savings account when I was 10.
I shook hands with Elder Jacob de Jager years ago when he was the visiting GA at our stake conference. I have always loved that man and was sorry to hear of his death, but happy for him. He's probably having a great time teaching the gospel in the spirit world.
We once had 16 cats at our house (they were barn cats--not in the house).
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Accordion lessons? Cool! Me too! Except I only took them for 1, maybe 2 years. I wasn’t very good.
I was arrested for TPing a house.
I was attacked by a bear in Yosemite.
One of my best friends from high school is now a world famous explorer and adventurer. He’s climbed Mt. Everest three times I think, been on the Today show, and just last year became the first person to navigate the Nile from it’s Blue Nile source in Ethiopia all the way to the Mediterranean.
I have a dog named Roscoe.
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quote:I can learn a song word for word, note for note, after hearing it about two or three times, depending on how complex it is.
I can do this too, I often say it is the greatest gift Heavenly Father blessed me with. Usually it takes me one listening to know the tune and two to know the words. I am sure that if someone set the entire set of scriptures to music, I would now be word perfect in them!
I once got stopped for speeding in Utah, when I got home no one would believe me as it is not a trait one would associate me with, I put it down to driving like the locals I got a $300 plus ticket, and a huge lesson in not doing what others do My friends still torment me about it!
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Hey, Jacare! I just saw his movie at the museum... the one about rafting down the Blue Nile. It was excellent. Do you still keep in touch?
Let's see, about me. Close encounters with fame?
My 4th grade class was on CBS's Saturday Morning "In the News" for our production of Macbeth (I had declined the part of Lady Macbeth because I didn't want to say "Out D***ed Spot", so I was a witch instead. Go figure.)
Misspelling "whippoorwill" kept me from winning the Indiana state spelling bee.
In high school attended the smallest public school in the state of Tennessee.
I graduated from the same high school in Iowa that my parents graduated from.
Won $1000 on the "Scrabble" game show. Chuck Woolery is a nice man.
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I love doing craft projects. I do everything from bead necklaces to painting figurines to knitting to... you name it. This came in handy for my YW calling. Also it's sometimes come in handy for my Nursery calling.
I love to read, especially fiction. I love - OSC (of course!), Eddings, Feist, and plenty of others. I'm also a big Harry Potter fan.
Since books are so expensive and I've got so many, typically I'll read and re-read my books over and over again. I've lost track of how many times I've read the Belgariad/Mallorean. Now if I could only read my scriptures like that. Has anyone tried reading the new BoM that's laid out in novel form instead of verse form? The verse form somehow turns my brain off.
I didn't pre-order a copy of the upcoming Harry Potter book, because last time when I pre-ordered book 5, I ended up with two copies because at the last second, I couldn't wait until the FedEx guy came. At 12:30am on the date of the release I went to my local bookstore and got a copy, then went home and immediately started to read. I had finished reading the book before the FedEx guy showed up.
I still can't swim. Drives my husband nuts, since he was a lifeguard for years.
Both of the married kids in my family (me and my sister) met our spouses for the first time on the internet. Mine was the best friend of the guy I was dating at the time (long story). My sister met her husband through a Yahoo Personals ad. I'll be curious to see how the rest of the siblings find their mates.
In my job I get to talk to prominent people sometimes. Typically congressmen and sports personalities. The only person I've ever gotten stars in my eyes while talking to them was a member of the quorum of the seventy. Wonder what that says about me?
I'm one of the people that can taste artificial sweeteners - esp in drinks. Hence, I never drink diet soda, as they taste really nasty.
I have taught myself how to make bread, tortillas and bagels. (well, from a recipie book, but still they usually come out perfect on the first try!)
I've sung in the Tabernacle, as part of the choir for Women's conference in 1996.
Funny story - in a ward we lived in 5 years ago, there was a man in the ward with the last name of Hunter and while he was giving a talk or testimony, he mentioned something about being a prophet's son. Hubby leaned over and asked me what the guy was talking about. I said, "you know, he's president Hunter's son," forgetting hubby had been inactive from approx. 1991 - 1998, and totally missed out on President Hunter's 9 months as prophet. At his continued blank look I did explain it to him, but the look on his face of utter bewilderment is one of my funniest memories.
"you mean there was someone BETWEEN Benson and Hinkley?!" hehehe
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I shook hands with President and Sister Benson when I was in high school.
I never owned a Barbie doll or any baby dolls but desperately wanted a doll all through my childhood.
I make greeting cards as a hobby and they are frequently featured in The Rubber Stamper magazine.
I have been a professional hula dancer since before I could walk.
quote:I once got stopped for speeding in Utah, when I got home no one would believe me as it is not a trait one would associate me with, I put it down to driving like the locals I got a $300 plus ticket, and a huge lesson in not doing what others do My friends still torment me about it!
This happened to me as well. I was driving from San Diego to Salt Lake and got stopped in Beaver going 107mph in 1990. My ticket was $300. It was my first and only speeding ticket and completely out of character for me. I still get chastized about it.
quote: I have been a professional hula dancer since before I could walk.
While this sounds extremely cool (I wish I was graceful enough to be a hula dancer), I'm just trying to visualize a baby that can't walk doing the hula. How did this work? Somehow I'm getting "dancing baby" pictures in my head, and I have to belive that's a little off Posts: 2959 | Registered: Oct 2004
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quote: This happened to me as well. I was driving from San Diego to Salt Lake and got stopped in Beaver going 107mph in 1990. My ticket was $300. It was my first and only speeding ticket and completely out of character for me. I still get chastized about it.
hmmmm, my speed was 'ahem' lower than 107mph, and my ticket (2004) was $322, so much for inflation, I had a feeling that the policeman was a member, I suggested to my friend that he might have been a bishop, owing to his pleasant demeanour, he told me that he could have easily arrested me, I was just grateful that he did not. I have not been to the states since this happened and he had told me that if I did not pay the ticket I would find myself in trouble the next time they scanned my passport at immigration control. I paid the ticket as directed, so hopefully when I head out west later this year, I should be ok.
for claims to fame, I have met the current British Prime Minister and most members of the cabinet, I once attended a lunch attended by Princess by Diana and had a conversation with her briefly, and for talents, my mum [still] tells everyone I taught myself to read, as I could read the newspapers before the age of 3, but she insists that no one taught me, I just tell her it was a talent I had in the pre-existence and somehow did not forget it when I came here, but of course she cannot even comprehend that explanation.
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A cop once pulled his gun on me and threatened to "Blow the f--k out of me." I was eating a milkshake on a church balcony at the time.
I was a Sterling Scholar, but nobody who knew me in high school can believe it.
My best bowling score is 219. I can thank my BYU bowling PE class for that.
Most of you who live in Utah would probably recognize my brother's name - he's in the local news fairly often. I wouldn't want to have his job.
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quote: I have been a professional hula dancer since before I could walk.
While this sounds extremely cool (I wish I was graceful enough to be a hula dancer), I'm just trying to visualize a baby that can't walk doing the hula. How did this work?
Not all hula is done standing. There are many dances that are performed sitting or kneeling. My mum says that as a baby I was always interested when they would practice hula so she taught me to do some seated hula dances. She also taught me to do the same hand movements the older dancers were doing but I would just do them sitting on the floor.
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Awww... that must have been about the cutest thing. I hope someone took some pictures, talk about a scrapbook moment!
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I have a penchant for irritating the local celebrities.
Jeff Hornacek (former Utah Jazz player): His wife called the school supply store where I used to work, looking for a specific shade of construction paper. Instead of going to the shelf to check, I looked at the shelf from halfway across the store, determined we had sufficient turquoise paper in stock (they needed blue-green, don't ask me what the difference is). So Jeff comes into the store to pick up the paper that we supposedly have in stock. He goes back to the shelf and sees the empty space where the correct shade of paper is supposed to be and comes to ask me where the paper is. That's when I realize that I inadvertently brought him out on a wild goose chase. Fortunately, the Salt Lake store had the paper, and I sent him up there for it. He was polite but I don't think he was too happy.
Mark Koelbel (local news anchor): called my current place of employment a few days ago wanting some detailed info on an ad that ran in the newspapers. He wanted information about the company who placed the ad, which they had chosen not to reveal in the ad. Due to confidentiality issues, I couldn't give him any more information than what was in the paper. He wasn't very happy either.
I met a (somewhat) celeb while living in California that I managed not to upset: the lady who won "Survivor: Marquesas". Unfortunately, I don't even watch Survivor, so the experience was kinda lost on me. She was in the Kinko's where I worked and I rang up her purchases. My manager and assistant manager were being star-struck at the back of the store, since they follow Survivor like a religion.
Last little bit of trivia: I love Queen's music and used to daydream about going on a mission and giving Brian May (the guitarist) the discussions.
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Why?
It's a personal issue, and I'd rather not start a flame war.
I can also taste different artificial sweeteners. I actually like aspartame, but saccharin tastes bitter to me, and Splenda tastes like burnt rubber.
Also, I can smell arsenic.
I get strange looks from others when I go up and coo over babies with cleft lips and/or palates. (In Dallas, very near our part of town, are two of the absolute world-class craniofacial clinics that people come to from miles around, and all over the world, to have their children treated, so I encounter probably more than my share.) Their parents look at me with tears in their eyes as I give them sincere compliments on their new baby; my mom has worked in Craniofacial for many years, and I'm literally able to "not see" the cleft; well, really, not see it as "weird" or "scary", but as normal variation, and then focus on the baby's gorgeous black curls and blue eyes or whatever. But I am shocked by the number of people around me who leave a wide berth around those parents and their baby until the surgeries are complete, and look at me funny for talking to them. In fact, I was out with my mother-in-law once, and after I did this, we got on the elevator; she said to me, "That was nice of you." I asked, "What?" And she replied, "Finding something nice to say about their baby." I was stunned. I told her, "I didn't find something nice to say, they really had an adorable baby! Did you see her cute little curls and her pretty features? She's going to be a heartbreaker when she gets older!" Whereupon, my mother-in-law gave me a strange look. *sigh*
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The police released me to my very irate mother, then later dismissed the charges.
The bear was kind of an embarrassment to bears. The attack was rather half-hearted (kind of like when my dog barks at the UPS man) so we were able to run away. I was camping with my friend Pasquale (the one who later became a famous explorer) and his brother when we decided to find some firewood. We came across this bear digging through a trash can. For reasons I have never been able to fathom (just his adventurous nature, I suppose) Pasquale decided to approach the bear. The bear clearly didn’t want us poaching on his garbage so he charged at us. I’m sure we were still running by the time the bear returned to his trash can.
quote: Hey, Jacare! I just saw his movie at the museum... the one about rafting down the Blue Nile. It was excellent. Do you still keep in touch?
We lost touch after high school. I read a magazine article about his Nile trip about a year ago. I sent him an e-mail, reminding him about our bear attack. He wrote right back and said he would be in Ventura in a few weeks and would call me so we could get together. We exchanged phone numbers, but I never heard from him again. I’ll be in Denver (where he now lives) in a couple of weeks for a conference, so I’m debating if I should try again to contact him.
jaimilyn, by any chance were you in California when brother Hunter spoke? President Hunter’s son (other son?) is on my stake high council.
Let’s see, other brushes with fame . . .
I used to live next door to Belinda Carlisle (real name – Bonnie Kurcheski).
I went to high school with Kurt Russell and Michael Richards (Kramer on Seinfeld). Russell was already famous, Richards was not. I met Russell once, which was more than enough, probably never met Richards, although I wouldn’t remember if I did.
One of my friends in high school was the son of Eve Arden (Our Miss Brooks, My Mother the Car). I never met his mom.
My best friend in high school (not the explorer, my other best friend, the one who baptized me into the Church), later wrote a book about how to forge coins. He learned it from Mark Hoffman. He also has the same name and lives in the same community as a well-known anti-Mormon.
The guy who ordained me an elder later apostatized and wrote a book about what goes on in the temple, using recordings he made using a pocket-sized tape recorder.
I served my mission with OSC. He published our mission newsletter during the time I was confined to the MO with a knee injury, so we talked some times. I have a vague recollection from later in my mission of us being members of the same zone for a while, but I don’t know if that’s true or not.
Two of my sons and I had dinner with Kathryn and Fluffy while on a trip to DC a couple of years ago. She was gracious enough to meet us for Italian food, although I found out later that she doesn’t like Italian. There was no time for Trivial Pursuit, however. Ze_Mormon had a plane to catch.
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I turned seven years old on the seventh day of the seventh month of 1977.
People I know now don't believe it, but I was a tomboy when I was a little girl. I wanted to grow up to be a professional football player. I got into a fight with the school bully in third grade and won.
I grew up, got married, and had four sons and no daughters.
My mother-in-law once lifted a refrigerator by herself.
I no longer think I am so tough.
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quote:jaimilyn, by any chance were you in California when brother Hunter spoke? President Hunter’s son (other son?) is on my stake high council
Yep, I was in San Jose in I believe the Almaden 1st ward. Could have been 2nd, I get them mixed up since it's been so long. The was not long after Brother Hunter got back from being a mission president ... um, somewhere. I believe it was Polynesian. He had a son and a daughter and a nephew and their families in the ward, too.
At the time it was also Don Ainge's ward (Danny Ainge's dad, and a producer of the Singles ward line of movies). No idea where he lives now. Oddly enough I'm in Danny Ainge's stake out here in Massachusetts.
Hehe there's also the story about how my husband saw Brother Ainge wearing a big gaudy ring with a shamrock and commented to me about it, wondering why on earth he'd wear such a big thing. I get my share of clueless moments, too, but hubby's are much funnier to tell
edit: oops, forgot the punchline to the story above. Me: Maybe Danny gave it to him. DH: Danny who?
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When I was 5 years old we got a letter from the draft board that I was being drafted into the army.
My dad took the letter from the draft board, my birth certificate, and me down to the local draft board and when there said "Here he is, he's all yours" and then added that the Drill Instructor should take it easy as I tended to cry when yelled at.
They got it straighted out and everyone had a good laugh (except me) - while it was true when I was young that I did cry when yelled at, my dad didn't have to spread it around.
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What a great idea for a thread! (Personal note to jacare -- we always take people to that Italian restaurant because it's the quietest place around that doesn't cost $60 per person. I'd rather hear my dining companions than enjoy the food.)
Here are some of the skeletons in my closet:
* I cannot drive without speeding, but I've only received one speeding ticket in my 41 years of driving. Once my mind wandered and I went through a school zone at about ninety miles per hour. When the cop pulled me over I said, "I am SO sorry. My mind was wandering and I didn't realize I was speeding." He said, "Lady, in all the years I've been a police officer you're the first person I've ever pulled over who admitted you were speeding. I have to give you a ticket, but I'm not going to give you a speeding ticket. As fast as you were going, it would cost you a whole lot of money." He cited me for "failure to obey a traffic sign," which had about a ten-dollar fine and no points. Angels are with me when I drive.
* Angels were also with me when I was growing up. When I was around twelve, I used to wade in a local swamp. It was only decades later that I realized this was the same body of water, and only about a half block away, from where I used to go to watch the alligators. I was wading through a swamp that was crawling with alligators, but it never occurred to me to worry about it and I never saw one.
* I've been struck at three times by a cobra. Same cobra, bad aim.
* I once interviewed Leonard Nimoy. Can you say, "jerk"? What a disappointment!
* My sister Pig and I once went into a police station in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, and asked to be arrested for vagrancy. It was raining and very cold, I was getting sick with what turned into double pneumonia, and all the motel rooms were taken. The cops would not arrest us, to my disgust. In desperation, we called the local bishop and slept on his floor. When I met Fluffy six months later, I learned he was the home teacher of that bishop's daughter.
* I used to live right down the street from Ted Bundy. At the time I was living in a basement apartment with a sliding glass door (his favorite mode of entry), and I looked just like the people he liked to kill. One of my friends was his next-door neighbor. Two others of my friends used to take him to church. I never met him, but I did ride in an elevator once with Richard Floyd McCoy, the "Mormon skyjacker" who was later killed by the FBI in a shootout.
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oh I am late to this thread... such fun things here. so... little known facts about me...
I saw the Beatles at Candlestick park in SF ... it was my 14th birthday. second baseline. ya it was the best day of my life.
I won a diving championship wearing a bikini. Did I win becuase I looked good in the bikini or because I was a good diver... hmmmm I was 15.
I went to seminary in the buiding for the "school for the retarded ". yes that was its name.
I was voted "Class Clown" in my high school.
I met Barbra Steisand and Ryan O'Neil filming a movie in SF. He was nice... she was well, not interested.
I used to wash my hair with beer and lay out in the sun to lighten it.
I was known as "flatty Patty " at girls camp.
When my youngest was in HS and played varsity basketball I was kicked out of a game for yelling at the ref. IT was ugly. I started yelliing " does it make you feel big and powerful to kick out someones mommy" (hahahah ) oh well... I dont understand why he was so upset with me, I didnt use any swear words and I didnt even stand up or throw things! Maybe it was because I called him a "girl" and told him to go back to betty crocker school of baking.... ( I have since repented and abandoned such practice)
I love EDG and bunnies. respctfully yours, Brucie from behind the Zion curtain.
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The Beatles? The BEATLES???!! I was the first person within a radius of a zillion miles or so to own a copy of "Meet the Beatles." I also had a life size drawing of Paul McCartney in my locker. My eighty-something grandmother bought the second album for me - - - mostly to shut me up. I whined until I wore her out.
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Personal note to Kathryn: That time you didn't get attacked by the alligators in the swamp -- you know who to thank.
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