KARI TOWNSEND
1. I was born in Portugal (I’m an Airforce brat)
2. I’m one of 4 children: 2 boys, 2 girls (older sister, older brother who died of crib death at 7 weeks old, me, younger brother.) Hubby is one of 4 children: 2 boys, 2 girls. And we had 4 children of our own (3 boys 1 girl while his brother had 3 girls, 1 boy)
3. I love country music and rock
4. I love physical comedy, but hate stupid comedy (and horror movies: Salem’s Lot still scares me to death)
5. I am terrified of mice, but snakes and bugs don’t bother me, and I am a huge dare devil...parasailing in Acapulco, scuba diving & swimming with sing ray in the Carribean, wind surfing & helicoptors in Hawaii, kayaking in Alaska, and I'd love to sky dive & bungi jump!!!
6. I’m a closet sweet eater…I could skip meals all day and just eat sweets
7. I’ve never tried any “vice” except alcohol (I was a goodie goodie in HS, but I swear I land myself in crazy situations all the time….just attend a conference with me and you’ll see what I mean) wine is my favorite
8. I hate confrontation (I’m such a wimp and can’t say no, and hate calling repair men, cable people, etc…I make my husband make all those calls while I just handle doctor apts. etc.)
9. I’m actually a little shy…I know, hard to believe, but at first I’m shy and then once I warm up, you’ll wish you could shut me off! I LOVE to talk and laugh J
10. My hubby of 21 years didn’t marry me for my Martha Stewart Skills (I am NOT a good house keeper or cook) hence the 4 kids….can you say research?
LIZ LIPPERMAN
1. I'm an RN.
2. I am next to the youngest of 9 children.
3. I lived in Taiwan and Saudi Arabia
4. I talk a lot about drinking, but I prefer my calories to be food, preferably starchy. I do love a good margarita, though.
5. I married my HS sweetheart and we will celebrate our 41st wedding anniversary in August.
6. I hate fancy food.
7. I love to dance.
8. I need oxygen when I speak in front of a crowd.
9. I got suspended from Catholic HS with my best friend for three days for smoking in the boys' locker room. (I quit smoking 30 years ago.)
10. This same friend and I punched holes in condoms we found in her BF's car when he was cheating on her.
MARY MARTINEZ
1. In fourth grade Lola Crane wouldn’t play with me because I was adopted.
2. In fourth grade—very traumatic year for me—Sula Maynard broke my nose with a baseball bat. (she said she thought I was standing on the other side of her.)
3. When I was in 9th grade my friend and I would take the car—no license yet—out every Friday night while Mom and Dad were bowling.
4. I left the same friend stranded at the Drive in when she lined me up with a yucky friend of a guy she wanted to date. I told her I was going to the restroom and called my parents to come get me. I told them our dates had taken us to an R rated movie at a drive in and I knew I wasn’t allowed to do that. They thought I was such a good girl. Now had the guy been hot…
5. I have never lived anywhere but Utah. But I’ve always wanted to buy a little place in Jamaica.
6. My work history is very boring. But I did volunteer for the 2002 Olympics and was stationed in Communications headquarters as tech support. I could tell you stories but then I’d have to take care of you!
7. If you’ve read my web site you know I was married at the U of U tailgating in 1999. What you don’t know is we locked the tickets for the game in the car and didn’t make it in until the 3rd quarter. As you can imagine there were several comments about ‘where’ we had been.
8. We also had too much champagne and we hadn’t packed yet so had to rush home to do that before leaving for our honey moon. I arrived in California and had forgot to pack any underwear.
9. I will not go in a helicopter. Two times we booked a flight only to have complications and the flight canceled. On the 2nd time it actually went down and 3 people who’d we’d actually chatted with before they left were killed. We have no desire to try for a 3rd time.
10. Unlike Liz I use a lot of my calories on wine.
CASSY PICKARD
1) Everyone thinks I'm gregarious, but I'm actually very shy.
2) Even though we travel a lot, I love just being home. There are days I never leave the house.
3) My best friend in grammar school is now a super famous author (not to be named) who taught me all the capitals of the states so I could pass my 5th grade exam.
4) I am a pretty-darn-good chef, but have been letting my dear husband handle meals for the last year or so. Ask us for recipes! We could write a book for Italian ones, Thai, and many other options!
5) I become a quiet and contented person when I spend time in Italy. Not to mention productive with my writing!
6) I belong to a fantastic Ladies who Lunch group. I'm the youngest with most being in their 70's and 80's (I'm in my 50's). They are amazingly brilliant, well-read and liberal folks. I learn a lot each time we get together.
7) I managed the renovation of our house a number of years ago. Much to the mixed pleasure and dismay of my architect husband! Did you know there are about 1000 (no kidding) decisions to be made for EACH room?
8) I write among three computers. But always with two Golden Retrievers having a chin on each of my feet.
9) My exercise routine has failed miserably over the last year. I used to be fanatical. Any ideas on how to fix that?
10) My dear friends are my salve. I thank each of you.
So come out and play with us. Chime in and tell us something we don't know about you!
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Ladies,
If I told you about me I'd make your hair curl.
Thanks, I loved getting to know my fellow M&M's.
Kari--I love Salem's Lot, but then I am a HUGE Stephen King fan. You have a family of 4's I think that's a good thing.
Liz--I love that you were suspended from Catholic school for smokin' in the boy's bathroom, it sounds like a James Dean movie.
Cassy--Can't help you with the exercise. I wore my body out doing marathons. After two torn tendons in the same ankle and a torn meniscus the doc said no more running for me. And I hate everything else.
How can you write on 3 computers?
And Mary tried to convince me she was an angel!!!
When I was 15, a friend "borrowed" her dad's car when he was sleeping (she had a learner's permit) and our joy ride ended up with a totaled car.
Oh boy!
Kari - The first time I read Salem's lot, I had just arrived in Saudi Arabia and hubby was gone. With me in one bedroom and the kids in the next, I was so terrified, I got up and got a crucifix and slept with the lights on - after I finished the book since I was afraid not ot.
Cassy - where's your dirt???
Come on, people, you weren't all goody two shoes!!
Lindsay, come on. Give it up. Check us out, Three out of four of us already have curly hair. Okay, so I paid for mine, so what?
Liz- I rolled my car 6 times (one accident) end of end on dead mans curve on Old Bingham Highway. I did have my license then, barely!
And I walked away with a few scratches. I landed in the back window. I still remember rolling around in the car. Creepy.
Yeah Cassy, where's your dirt?
Okay Liz, you want the dirt. Here goes.
Medium to dark brown and with just the right amount of water makes great mudpies.
1-I'm a former nurse. Got burned out.
2-I'm an orphan. Both parents died from natural causes.
3-Middle child. Older brother and younger sister.
4-Being suspended from school. That's nothing. One day I decided not to go. The weather was to perfect so I spent the day fishing.
5-My second wife, yeah that's right I've been married twice which is enough, and I flew home from our homemoon on 9/11.
6-I'll partake of both red and white wine, depending on my mood. I usually serve it in a plastic cup. That way I can throw it away if I don't feel like washing the cup.
7-Back to my parents. Because of them I'm dysfunctional. Mom was Army. Dad, my cross to bear, Navy. And they were both officers.
8-On my first date, back when T.Rex roamed the earth I was so nervous I forgot to kiss my date goodnight. She reminded me. That was my first kiss. Embarassed.
9-The two most important things in my life-Kebi, my collie and writing.
Okay, I'll play.
1) the internet is my favorite brand of social life. Anything else is infringing on my writing and reading time.
2)I hate veggies and could live on sweets.
3)two older sisters (I'm quick to rub in the older part) and a younger brother.
4) It pisses me off that the clinics won't accept me as a blood doner just because I had cancer 25 years ago!
5)I am a firm believer in "what goes around, comes around"
6)I am a rock in an emergency of anykind. But turn to jello about an hour after the situation is resolved.
7)I've flown coast to coast with horses - in cargo jets, riding jumpseat behind the pilot or near the horses in the crates.
8)Just last week I stood on the bumper of my car while hubby had to remove the little snake from the garage entrance.
9)I love Janet Evanovich's books.
10)I am going to be a published author one day!
Dirt?? Oh, gosh, you all know me well enough, how could there be any? Okay, just joking. One of my favorite stories was when I got totally absolutely drunk with my MOTHER. I had lots going on at the time. She and I sat in a bar and both became plastered as I spilled my heart out. Well, we made it about a mile or so in the car and realized that there was no way we could drive (this was 35 years ago, folks). We called my dad to let him know we weren't going to make it home. We checked into the first motel we could find. Slept in our clothes. To this day we laugh about it. But, truly, she gave me great advice that night and I'll never forget her unbiased advice. Yup, I divorced the guy. Found a new best friend and have been more than happily married for almost 30 years.
So, is that enough dirt?
Okay Cassy, that's good dirt.
My good dirt I can't share.
Katy-if you don't like snakes check out Mary's blog for today.
This happens every freakin time. I leave the house--carnival and kids--and come home and everyone has had fun with out me. Sheesh.
Lindsay I'm an orphan too. So Cassy treasure that memory because it's awesome. Made me think of my mom. Only she didn't drink so we would have been piggy out instead of drinking while I poured out my heart.
Lindsay and Katt I'm so glad you shared. Katt #4 would piss me off too.
Wow Lindsay army and navy under the same roof.
Mary I'm only an orphan because both parents are dead. I'm not a real orphan. It was interesting having Army and navy in the same house but it was even more fun when mom would announce that she outranked dad. Go Army.
LOL you guys crack me up. Okay, so when I was "too young to be there" (the drinking age was 18) and my sister snuck me in to a bar. Later that night I found myself mooing to some cows as I leaned against an electric fence. I didn't feel a thing as it zapped away. Gee....maybe that's what's wrong with me :-))
I will play, too!
1. I'm a lawyer.
2. I'm an ex-journalist.
3. I'm a native New Yorker.
4. I'm the president of HVRWA.
5.I was out of work for many months and became addicted to Twitter and blogging.
6. Did get some writing done, too!
7. Currently, involved in a romantic suspense (on paper) (or rather, on pixels!)
8. Turning a paranormal novella into an erotic paranormal novella!
9. Rejoined the work force two weeks ago.
10. Exhausted. (And unable to pop around here as often as I'd like!)
Lindsay, your dirt is not really dirt. Where is the getting- arrested-when-you-were-in-HS or the sneaking-into-the-house-after-hours-and-and-tree-limb-broke stories???
Mary, ah, sorry fourth grade was ao traumatizing. I would have been your friend.
Kari, I knew there was a secret in your past involving wine!! I didn't imagine the bovine touch, though!!
Cassy, that's better.
Katt, I love all that stuff, but as I said to Cassy, where;s the dirt??
Terri, a lawyer huh? Good thing we worked out the contest stuff!!
Seriously, that's all you got??
Come on, Liz, don't hold Terri being a lawyer against her. We know the husband lawyer of someone dear to our heart! Just getting to be a lawyer probably provide some dirt! Great fun, guys. Love being here with you.
Liz,
You're bound and determined to make my life a living heck. But here goes.
1-Back in late July or early August, I think 68, 1968 not 1868, two buddies of mine and I along with our girlfriends took an outboard motor boat, which one of my friends owned, to Watch Hill, RI. Don't know about now but back then the town was kind of snooty. Anyway, us guys, in shorts and no shoes or shirts and the girls in two-piece bathing suits decided to explore the town. Needless to say we got stopped by the local fuz. After showing driver licenses, he took down all the info, we were showed back to the boat and told never to come back.
That would have been the end of it, or so I thought. About 15 yrs ago I was driving through the same town and was stopped at a DUI checkpoint. Don't worry I was only drinking coffee. Anyway, they ran the plate on my car and, to make a long story short, I got a police escort through and out of town.
2-A few years later I was hitching through Europe. Let's just say the trip was VERY educational and there might be several little Lindsay's running around over there.
Sorry Liz, but that's the best I can do.
Eh, sorry, Liz. The good stuff is off the record and/or not for internet consumption.
Suffice to say there were at least two occasions in my youth and early adulthood that my parents were ready to send out the marines to search for me. One involved Donovan and a blizzard. The other involved a cross-country trip to LA with a carload of household goods that were purloined in a parking lot on Hollywood Blvd while I was sitting inside a movie theater.
Did I happen to mention I was at Woodstock? With my sleepaway camp? Got lost, had a quarter in my pocket, but figured since the Thruway was closed and all, I could always hoof it home if worse came to worst. Would have only taken me 12 yeas or so. That one was on my grandparents' watch.
I also told some impressionable young friends that I had a mysterious old brother away at college who was forced to go underground and we didn't know where he was. All their highly sympathetic parents immediately called my mother to find out if she was my father's second wife. Or maybe third. (My parents were only 4 years apart in age, but still. No one could believe my mother was remotely old enough to have a college-aged son, let alone a son forced to go into a rebel existence underground.)
Then there's the time, as a lawyer at my first firm, that I went to the ladies room, inadvertently tucked the back of my skirt into my pantyhose, and pranced across the entire office with my butt practically hanging out. Luckily, in those days, it was a much smaller and cuter butt.
Terri,
Those are good 'dirt'.
Now we're talking!!
Kari, Terri's story about her panty hose ring any bells??????????
Dirt. hmmm, is there a statue of limitations on such things?
Well, this one's safe...
In grade one, in Calgary, we had a big indoor playroom with a girls bathroom beside the boys bathroom.
Somebody said that you must use the one that you belonged to.
I puzzled on that for a while and when recess came I decided to see what was so special about the boys bathroom that I wasnt' allowed in.
huh. not much but toilets hangin on the wall which made no sense at all. Still don't know what all the yelling was about.
But there began my life as a goody two-shoes. I hate getting yelled at.
When I became a teen, my parents figured if I had the horse I'd always wanted it would keep me out of trouble (read - away from boys.) So they were thrilled that I spent all my time riding.... what they never knew was there was this great meadow we girls always rode to where the boys met us!
I know, still pretty tame... sorry.
Katt,
Nope. No statute of limitations on dirt. Just ask Terri, she's a lawyer.
So spill the beans about the meadow. Got to be some good dirt there.
I loved learning all these details about you. I can't wait to meet all of you at Nationals.
un uh, that's all ya get!
Hey, Clarissa. Welcome to the party. Where's your dirt??
Katt - good job. I, too, would like to hear more about the meadow, but some things do have to remains secret.
Happy fourth everyone. I just got home from watching fireworks. It makes me proud to be an American.
Speaking of 4 July you might want to check my blog at-
http://nightsofpassion.wordpress.com/
Pany hose...LOL um yeah, rings many bells!!! Can't wait till nationals and more good times and crazy stories and lots of pictures :-)
For a "little" bit more about me, you can check out the blog I'm on today - about my favorite place in the world Vancouver.(Oregon Coast runs a very close second).
Its with another great and funny group of writing ladies over at http://petitfoursandhottamales.com
And darn it, I've been thinkin about that meadow for hours now! grin.
Popping back to check. Some fun posts.
Terri I'm addicted to Twitter too. But most the time no one answers me. I feel so unloved. So I just follow and live vicariously through others. LOL.
Lindsay--I'm an orphan only because both my parents passed also. Though I never think of myself that way because then I always think of Annie.
Liz, thank you for saying you'd be my friend in fourth grade. Good to know!
Apparently I missed something about panty hose. I'll have to check again!
I'm following you now on Twitter Mary!
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