Tagged by Liz Strauss and Playing Along

Memes. I swore I wouldn’t participate in any more memes.  But who can resist a game of Bloggy Tag?  Liz Strauss over at Successful Blog tagged me to play along a fun game of sharing some deep, dark secrets. Of course, once shared, they’re not going to be secrets anymore.

And here, I get to share stuff that’s all about me. Me.  And me.

Please stop yawning. Here, have some Pepsi. Would you like a little rum with that?  I promise to make it entertaining.  Deep, dark secrets and all.

1. I once stole some lipstick from a store.  On a dare.  My friend Lisa, dared me to steal something from a local store.  I chose a tube of lipstick because I figured it would be easy enough to slip in my pocket.  Never mind the fact that I hardly wore makeup.  You can imagine what happened.  I got caught.  Lisa snickered.  I arrived home in the back of a police car and my father marched me right back to the store to apologize to the manager.

And Lisa?  She became a cop right after high school.

2. I saved all of my notes and letters from the guy I had a crush on in high school.  I brought up the box from the basement recently and was reading through them.  My daughter came in and asked, “What are reading, Mom?”  So I showed her.  It was a paragraph describing my first kiss, from the major crush.  Daughter rolled her eyes and went, “Ewwww, Mom.”

3. I went skinny dipping on my sixteenth birthday.  It was at night, with a bunch of friends.  We thought it would be fun to strip off the bathing suits and swim.  We let the swimsuits sink to the bottom of the lake as we treaded water and swam around.   My friend Jenny turned to me and said, “Someone’s coming!”  So everyone scrambled to get their suits on.  I couldn’t find mine.  It was pitch black at that point.  My friends took off to the guest cabin while I dove into the water over and over and tried to find the swim suit.  I gave up and decided to make a run for the cabin.  At that moment, my brother turned on the outside floodlights and caught me running buck naked down the pier.

The swimsuit turned up at a neighbor’s house five days later.  Apparently it floated away.

Needless to say, it was a birthday to remember–and the first and last time that I skinny-dipped.

4. We have a ghost up at Christie Lake.   His name is Mr. Eberhart.  He died at the end of the pier, while trying to cover the boat during a storm.   His story will be published in an upcoming book about ghost stories.  Written by yours truly, who has experienced Mr. Eberhart leaving closet doors open during the night.

5. My last secret isn’t really a secret:  I’m a major procrastinator.  Here it is, a few days before Christmas and I don’t have my Christmas shopping done.  The tree is still in the crawl space.  I haven’t figured out the menu nor shopped for the food for the Christmas Eve dinner.

Can someone kick me off the computer?

How about you?  Would you like to play a game of Bloggy Tag?   You’re it!

Thanks to Tishia’s Thoughts for the Honest Scrap Award! It ties right in with this meme.