Yup, I'm on it. Here are my 7 little known facts ...
1.) I got a tattoo at the age of 14 and my sister got in trouble for it.
2.) I took a semmester of Hebrew in college and know enough Hebrew to say a couple polite phrases and have a revenous appetite for researching Hebrew words or phrases that I come across in church or Ladies Bible Study.
3.) When we were first dating, Phillip and I got locked inside the Hall of the Crusifixion and Resurrection at Forest Lawn mortuary and memorial park (which just happens to be a huge cemetary in the L.A. area)
4.) I have always enjoyed writing poetry and have written thousands of poem since I started at age 8 (only two published out of the 4 I've ever submitted)
5.) I drove a little red 65 mustang for a few years in highschool but switched to a '79 Ford Ranger my Senior year. (boy was that a cool truck!)
6.) I've only been pulled over twice while driving, the first time was very late at night and due to the fact that I was being followed (by a friend) and the second time was when I was lost and pulled off the freeway to check my map ... no ticket either time although I've deserved it (especially when I drove my dad's car 130 mph).
7.) My most embarrassing moment was in highschool when I was singing a duet for a choir concert and the person that I was singing with messed up the words to "Silent Night". I cracked up and giggled until the song was over ... to a packed house.
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