My family has a really weird thing about dates. Both my grandfathers were born on the same day (different years) and both sets of grandparents had the same anniversary. My hubby's birthday was on my parent's anniversary. I just missed being born on my Mom's 21st birthday by a few minutes (LUCKY her, in labor all day on her 21st birthday, and look at her present! ) and just a couple of years ago, my grandmother died right at midnight between our birthdays. If there is a strange thing about a date and our family, LOOK out...it's a done deal.
Before I became a flight attendant, I had only flown on an airplane one time in my entire life when I was 10 years old to Daytona Beach and that was a one way trip all by myself. I should have taken the bribe to stay home rather than catch up with family down there for a vacation. I ended up with food poisoning from a McDonald's and spending the night at Fish Memorial Hospital on that trip. So I of course, decide in my mid-30's to make a TOTAL leap into something I knew nothing about! (there went the last of the shy streak too...for the most part, it still crops up at times)
I have a true PHOBIA about dentists. *shiver* It tracks back to my teenage years and a horrific couple of visits to a sadistic man brandishing a drill he had NO idea how to use (think Little Shop of Horrors). I still have a chip in a front tooth from a bizarre Monkey Bar accident in 3rd grade that I can't think about having fixed even though I KNOW it won't hurt. SO...what do I go and do? I have a 2 year relationship with a Periodontist that ended last year in March. (Happy Anniversary to ME...St. Patrick's Day and a year celibate...ICK!!) He NEVER touched my teeth or gums...well, not with his dentistry skills. *wink*
My OB/GYN and I used to date in high school. He and I have known each other forever and when he set up practice back here in town, he became my doctor. He delivered all 3 of my children. When I go for my appointments, the office staff HATES it, because they know it's going to throw his schedule to hell for the day. We always end up going out to lunch or spend forever in his office talking. He's asked me out for the past couple of years again, but so far I've resisted that particular temptation. We have also traumatized and embarrassed a few of his younger assistants over the years. I'll be in the exam room...Au natural...and he and I will be talking and joking during the exam. He never fails to bellow out LOUDLY that it took becoming my doctor to be able to finally get into my pants.
Okay, last but not least..(I don't guess it's least) Cover your eyes Southern Baptist Preacher's daughter Roxie...I lost my virginity at age 16 in the nursery at my church (LUCKILY without producing something to go IN said nursery). I had grown up in this church, baptized there...taught Sunday School. (Yes, Southern Baptist, we aren't supposed to dance, but Lord the other things that go on in those buildings!). I worked there my teenage years as a custodian for my first job through high school.. as a lot of other teenagers I grew up with did. SO...needless to say a good many interesting things happened in the middle of the night while we were all "working" in those huge buildings without a lot of supervision...same goes for the church lake property during day camps we chaparoned. I was later married in the same church as was my sister last year. Such Memories. *wink* I also still see the person it happened with on occasion around town.
Remember, if I can POSSIBLY figure out 5 things about me that might be just a little peculiar (I could have actually come up with a few more..MAYBE) *wink*...SO can you! It's always fun to learn a little more about each other.
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