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And now for today’s order of business…

I’m kind of having way too much fun with this “Getting to Know You” series because…well…it helps me to get to know you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to those who’ve participated so far!

To those who haven’t, shame on you for not indulging my voyeuristic tendencies! (Kidding, but I really would love it if you’d delurk and share…truly).

Today, for 5 Things Thursday, our “Getting to Know You’’ theme is:

I thought it might be entertaining to find out those details you’re willing to share that make you YOU—the things that will surprise, fascinate, and amuse us all.

As always, I could hardly ask this of you without being willing to share first, so here I go:

1. Because I was homeschooled, I was able to start college early (by 15) and graduate by age 19.

Less than a month after graduation, I was teaching Spanish to high-schoolers, including seniors who were barely a year younger than I was. 

My kids knew I was young, but there was no way in tarnation I was going to tell them my actual age.

My standard line?: “I’m actually 62, but I have a really good plastic surgeon. I can refer you when you’re older if you want.”

I was only at my first school for one year, and when some of “my boys” found out after I left that I was only 20 at the time, one wailed, “20??? But I’m 17! That’s only 3 years! We could have dated!”

Yup, that was definitely going to happen, buddy.

(Bahahahaha! I typed that and then suddenly remembered that the name of the kid who said that was Buddy!).

After all, we all know what happened to Demi and Ashton.

2. I have never been in a wreck with another moving vehicle. I have, however, backed up into not one, but two of our family vehicles (when I lived at home with my parents). 

In my defense, my family has a very cramped driveway, and we have never owned fewer than 5 cars.

Suffice it to say that if you forget to look or look but don’t see everything, you’re going to crunch something (my brother did it to my car too…there’s definitely a flaw in the “system”).

3. I don’t have any real phobias that I know of (although, if I did, the most fun to say would definitely be Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia) but large, open expanses of dark water reeeeeeally creep me out.

If I’m watching a movie that features long, uninterrupted ocean shots (and especially a particular scene from one of those deplorable Star Wars prequels that featured a dark planet made entirely of water, pictured below…uuuugggh), it makes my stomach jolt a little, and I have to look away.

star wars open water

4. I have only ever dated two men and am married to the second (yes, I did date my husband).

On a related note, Shaun and I didn’t kiss until our wedding day (though, if you’ve been reading a while, you already knew that).

first kiss

 

5. I once made an unassisted triple play.

As in, me, myself, and I got all three outs in one play, simultaneously, at the same time, in one inning of ball (did I emphasize that enough for you, or should I continue?).

Of course, that would be so much more impressive if it weren’t T-ball, and I hadn’t been six at the time.

I think all of my regular readers are well aware by now that I’m a competitive sort…especially with myself. 

As Monk would say: “It’s a gift…and a curse.

The rest of the story:

I was the pitcher (which was the star position in t-ball, even though you never got to pitch…go figure), and the batter popped up the ball, which I promptly caught, and then ran to tag first base (first) and second base (second…even then I was a linear thinker : )) because, of course, every six-year-old on the other team had a normal dad who was happy to watch his daughter pick flowers in the outfield and trundle around the bases mindless of the need to “tag up” at your base if a pop-up was caught in the air. 

Not my dad, though.

Oh no, he had drilled many important “baseball” rules into my six-year-old brain, including the need to catch “like a boy,” throw “like a boy,” and never pick daisies when I could be tagging some poor unsuspecting, pigtailed blonde chickadee out at first and second base.

And I loved it. (Beginning to see where I get my competitive drive?)

Tball girl with glasses and pink glove web

This isn’t me…but it could have been (minus the ribbons and the pink glove, of course).

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Okay, enough about me.

Now it’s your turn.

I’ll provide a linky for those of you who wrote a post (would you do me the favor of grabbing a button for your post?)

five days five ways | 5 Things Thursday 

 

And the rest of you are welcome and encouraged to leave comments about the unique details that make you YOU!

12 Comments

  1. Thanks for taking the time to comment, Katy! I’m glad you’re here. And I appreciate any encouragement from a fellow homeschool mama (especially one who’s sucessfully graduated one of her kiddos).
    I’m just starting out homeschooling my first two, and it’s an adventure for sure!

  2. I’m still fairly new to your blog (mostly for the Friday linky parties…) but your use of the word “homeschool” got my attention–since I’m a home schooling mommy of 4–oldest graduated last year. Fun tidbits to learn about you. 🙂

  3. Fun to read! I like you! You are cool! I wondered how you were the age you are (I can’t remember when you gave a hint on that), but had taught Spanish for however long you did (you did mention that the other day) and I was trying to add that up….yup, now it makes since.
    I backed into 2 (non-moving) vehicles (also at my parent’s when I lived there) and one (non-moving 4-wheeler). Yikes. I remember my dad yelled, “can’t you move your neck!” As in, turn around and look behind you! lol
    I’m not scared of much, but I do get a little weird over bridges sometimes and find myself moving into the middle lane, not the outside lane, as if I were going to drive off or something! Strange, but it’s true.
    It’s pretty…ok , no totally awesome that you and your hubby didn’t kiss untill your wedding. I can only dream and pray that my daughters would do that.
    I never did anything that cool in sports, but I loved sports and have played them my entire life.

    Fun stuff.
    –Katie
    @ Creatively Living

  4. I was homeschooled too! But I finished highschool late because of that, not early…disorganised household 😉 Basically, I “graduated” homeschool at 17, decided I wanted to go to college but wouldn’t be able to qualify, so I enrolled in public highschool and completed 103 credits in 2 years. So I was 19 when I graduated. And still haven’t made it through college.

    I have only ever dated/kissed/etc one man. We got married 2 months after I graduated highschool. Explains the college thing 😉

    Last summer I developed a fear of heights.

    I played baseball once. Hit a homerun, I think. I was nine, and have never played since.

    Thanks for sharing! It was so much fun to read!
    ~Joanna
    https://toaprettylife.blogspot.com

  5. Oh, I guess I should have mentioned that I wasn’t the driver during the atm incident. I won’t name names, but…I married him. : )

  6. I started college at 16. Thanks to being homeschooled. But I didn’t graduate until last May. LONG (really long) story that involves almost dying from a back injury, quitting nursing school have way through clinicals, and putting my hubby through his PhD, but I DID finish. Now I’m working on my master’s, and yep – I’m on track to take another 8 years. Yippee.

    I only dated 2 guys too. But David and I did kiss before we got married. I admire you guys for holding off – that must have been hard!

  7. My car was hit 4 times and it was never my fault. Once, because my boyfriend (now husband) and I thought it would be funny to drive through the atm backwards. College kids are really smart. Funny thing is, he works with that bank now. Side note: our first kiss was at our wedding.

  8. I keep being amazed at how many people I run into who started college at 15 or 16. Guess I’m not the wierdo my family thought 😉 Thanks for sharing!

  9. I keep being amazed at how many people I run into who started college at 15 or 16. Guess I’m not the wierdo my family thought 😉 Thanks for sharing!

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