Daly City Nancy (Hanaike House) "tagged" me on her blog and I usually don't play those games because I'm just a little bit too cool for them, but because it's Nancy, I'll do this one. Supposed to write 7 things about myself that might not be common knowledge. I know, huh? Penny and secrets? I guess I'll have to dig through the past to come up with something. Caveat lector: I probably won't answer any questions these revelations may engender.
#1. Childhood reputation: Poker face. I'm standing between my sisters...we're dressed for fishing. That's me being excited.

#2. Used to be a clown. "Shuffles." Had to give up the gig when I scared all the kids and the birthday boy ran and hid under his bed. I scared the parents, too. They all just stared at me. Fools.
#3. Even with summer swimming lessons as a kid, I didn't learn to swim until I was in college. And though I had taken a few trips to the coast, the very first time I ever swam in the ocean was in Korea at the East Sea. This is unusual if you know how much I love to swim and how I think the ocean is my real home. This wonderful event occured after a four-hour bus trip across the Korean country side, a 2-mile hike into hills to the farmhouse where we stayed, an agonizing wait to cook lunch over a wood fire and another mile-hike to the bus stop to ride a half hour to the coast! Yes, I love the seaside and I was glad it was "fun in the sunny 80s" so I could wear those giant-framed sunshades.

#4. I talk to strangers and I don't always pass up hitchkikers without giving them rides. 'Nuff said.

#5. My daughter and her friends call me a human lie detector. You can't lie to me. You just can't. You can try, but I will bust your lyin' bee-hind. Unless I feel sorry for your pathetic self trying to tell me stories. It's a gift.

#6. I found the end of the rainbow and I TOUCHED IT! With my sister who is no longer in this dimension with us, but I can't find the picture of her. (That's her in the fishing photo above with the curly little pigtails she didn't want to mess up with a hat.) She must have taken her rainbow picture with her like she took a big chunka my heart with her.

#7. What will I be in my next life? Hmmm. I think....Horse Whisperer.
