Where is Nancy Drew when you need her?

Earlier this week, I was reading Ann’s Blog and she had a post that provided so much entertainment, that I can’t help myself but to steal it and play it here. Originally it was supposed to be a “list 10 honest things about you” type of post. I mean, really, do you care to know that much about me anyway? But Ann spiced it up and posted nine truths and one lie which was much more fun. So, humor me and guess which of the following is a BIG FAT LIE.

1. In preschool, I recited the alphabet in French instead of English. My mom was the “room mom” of the day and was not aware that I knew my alphabet in any language.

2. In Key West, we accidentally meandered into an awesome store named Peppers, which amazingly only sold Pepper-related things. We got drunk in the middle of the afternoon with the owners instead of exploring the rest of the island with our “cruise ship comrades”.

3. I spontaneously got a tattoo while vacationing in Sun Valley, Idaho.

4. I once met Maya Angelou when she was a guest at a hotel I worked at. We chatted in the lobby while she enjoyed her nightcap. I refrained from asking for her autograph, as it was strictly against company policy. In retrospect, it would have totally been worth the job sacrifice to have done it anyway considering she is one of my favorite authors of all time. Why do I always have to be such a good upstanding employee?

5. After a few too many drinks at the Voo Doo Lounge in Vegas, my friend Tiffany and I ended up in a fountain at Caesars Palace. What happens in Vegas gets written about on the internet baby!

6. I once babysat Alan Trammell’s children.

7. When I was 8 and my sister was 6, my parents would often fly us to my grandparent’s house (courtesy of dad’s employer); despite the fact that they were only a five-hour drive away and that we were mere unattended children.

8. I changed my major in college four times before I finally decided what I wanted to be when I grew up.

9. I was once chased by a black bear through the woods. I illegally entered a neighbor’s vacant house for safety while the bear roamed around outside licking his chops and envisioning a lunch that included my appendages.

10. I’ve only broken one bone in my body. It was the result of a foot-reclining chair accident. The chair won.

Go ahead and guess … then you will have to return for the big reveal. Unless my list has totally scared you away and you don’t want to be associated with such company. In that case, I totally understand. I feel that way about myself on occasion.

I’m not really good at blog-games (they typically have rules and require instructions, and we all know how well I do in that area), so I am not passing this on to anyone. If you are so inclined, feel free to use it on your blog and play along.

(Insert Jeopardy music here)