The much-admired blogger Luisa just tagged me for my first meme. (Not quite sure what the rules of the game are, but I'm always willing to play!)
Since most of you know virtually nothing about me, I'm assuming almost anything's fair game:
1. I was once a contestant in the National Spelling Bee. (I won't tell you which year, though!) The word I went out on was not gnocchi or xenophobe, but juratory. I spelled it juritory (thinking: jurisdiction, jurisprudence, janitorial). I had to stand there on the stage for what seemed like an eternity while they played and replayed the tape to decide whether the pronouncer had misled me. Then finally *ding!* they rang the bell and I was out.
2. I'm currently experiencing the reverse culture shock of having lived in Los Angeles for the better part of twenty years, and then returning to Utah. Thank heaven we live on a private, wooded acre -- makes me feel like I can still be in Utah, but not necessarily of Utah. (Although, I must say, while we SWORE we'd never live here, and have eaten a full buffet of crow since we moved here, we like it much better than we thought we would. It's not nearly as closed-minded and provincial as we had assumed.)
3. I love Hugh Grant and every line he delivers in every movie he's ever been in. I think I could say the same for Emma Thompson. (Although I do not have a crush on her.)
4. I also love dryer lint. I think it's so cool that it peels off the filter like a big, thick piece of felt. (I've even been known to leave it there through a couple of loads to let it build up so there's more to peel off.) Seems almost a shame to throw it away.
5. While I'm not proud of this, I have never had a good suntan. My skin is blue. It's the whitest, most glow-in-the-dark color you've ever seen. It literally takes me the whole summer to turn from blue to white. I'm still waiting for that pale look to come back in style (but I'm not holding my breath.)
6. I have a pathological fear of rats. I think it has something to do with the bubonic plague, and the movie Ben (which I never saw) and their overall nastiness. Even the animated movie Ratatouille made my skin crawl a few times, and I had to lift my feet off the floor during that scene when the rats ran into the pantry.
7. I've been to Antonio Banderas's house. Saw his 13th-century crucifixes all over the walls. Sat on the couch and chatted (but not with him.)
I guess I'm supposed to tag somebody now. I'm going to choose Kimberly. Would love to hear some more from her. Okay, Kimberly, you're it!