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Little known Oddities about me:

6. My closest brush with Richard Simons happened when I was riding a Greyhound bus through Manhattan. I heard giggling from the front of the bus and as the bus pulled forward I looked out the window and realized I was eye to eye with a manic Richard Simons who was dancing on top of a DOT truck in a sparkly tank top and appallingly short shorts.. That may have been one of the most surreal sober moments of my life.

5. I attract the oddest ducks when out and about. (see number 6.) Just the other day I was in some big box hardware store with my family and ended up helplessly entangled in the strangest conversation about bird seed that one could have with a stranger. It moved on to her encouraging me to buy some $900 grill for the super bowl and a little vignette about her pastor's love of BBQ and football. Who knows this much about a stranger after 2 minutes?

4. I have the hardest time figuring out where my body is in the space it inhabits. We just got a bowflex machine handed down to us and I totally think I am doing it right and my husband has informed me I am no where near right. He shows me how to do it, then I do it, and he tells me that it isn't even remotely the same thing at all.

3. I love to dance. I love it so very much. However, given number 4 it is very questionable in my mind as to how 'good' I am at dancing. The good news for everyone is that I am aware of my shortcomings and will not be selling stuff on eBay to run off and audition for 'So You Think You Can Dance'. I do 'think' I can dance but am painfully aware that there are many of us with these same thoughts.

2. I adore playing piano. When I was a teenager I would play for hours at a time on a Saturday afternoon. It was soul feeding for me in a way that nothing else ever has been. I am far out of practice and it makes me sad. I know that I could and should create the space for me to pursue this again. I will eventually, but at the stage of mama-ing I am presently engaged in, it would be more of a frustration than soul feeding.

1. The last little known thing about me that I will share today is that I am mean mean mean in the middle of the night. My husband is most aware of this personality quirk/flaw that is a part of me. I take comfort in the reality that I have had near torture levels of sleep deprivation the last several months. I think any kind hearted person would eventually crumble. That being said, I am starting to hear my husband say things that he hasn't said and would never say to me. For example, last night he said "how can I help you?" when the baby boy was especially crabby and fussy due to teething. What I heard him say was "You never try hard enough". Needless to say, I completely flipped out on my poor unsuspecting husband. At least I had the wherewithal to to say WHAT did you SAY TO ME??!! At which point he repeated himself and I said... oh, sorry that's not what I thought you said.
It looks like the most insecure places of my psyche are coming to the surface in the middle of the night.