Fun Poll for the day

J9melissa

Post something that not many people know about you.

J9melissa

Mine:

The day before my 8th birthday, I was at my Gma's after school. I was drawing on some paper on the floor, and my mom showed up. I dropped the pencil and took off for her. Unfortunately the pencil landed on its eraser end and I stepped on the lead end. It broke off in my heal and I had to go to the Urgent care to get it dug out. I missed school on my birthday because of it, but I made my mom take me in so I could hand out treats...while hobbling around on crutches! lol

cassoppea

I used to be an ice dancer (not a very good one)

milesc

For my 16th birthday I got my Scuba certification.

I've dove in the Dominican Republic a few times, and Cozumel a few times as well. I didn't have my cert yet in Aruba, so I just snorkeled. (Still insanely awesome)

My very first open ocean dive we had dolphins following the boat, we had sea turtles come right up to us, saw nurse sharks, and had a school of manta rays swim over us :P It was unreal

IdigDirt

When I was in pre-school I busted my face open on the jungle gym and when I went to the hospital they would not give me stitches because they thought my mom was lying about my age so I had to get steri strips. ETA: I thought of a better one. When I was 16 I wrote an essay for PETA to win tickets to warped tour. I won and (without telling me) they published it in the local paper. I was very embarrassed when my boss came in to work and said "saw your article in the paper" and I had no idea what she was talking about.

mesr

I have been mock-executed in front of the US supreme court.

jcsumm0

mesr:

I have been mock-executed in front of the US supreme court.

What in the world does this mean????  We need an explanation!

I can't think of anything good.

ETA: I have been skinny dipping 3 times.

imoverit

When I was little my grandma would babysit me sometimes.  When I was at her house I would sneak into the laundry room and eat the cat food.

RobinSparkles81

*giggle* fun poll *giggle*

Not many people know that I have dermagraphism....I can "write" on my skin and it  will leave behind "hives" that spell out whatever I wrote.

J9melissa

jenny_jeff:

*giggle* fun poll *giggle*

Not many people know that I have dermagraphism....I can "write" on my skin and it  will leave behind "hives" that spell out whatever I wrote.

LAME...You already told us that.
Give us another one.

RobinSparkles81

J9melissa:

jenny_jeff:

*giggle* fun poll *giggle*

Not many people know that I have dermagraphism....I can "write" on my skin and it  will leave behind "hives" that spell out whatever I wrote.

LAME...You already told us that.
Give us another one.

lol I can't remember where I post things (I thought it was on my blog only)...mommy brain.

ok...ummmm I'll get back to you...

ShangriLaRose

I've had reconstructive surgery on my face. When I was about 18 months old, my grandparents had just gotten me into my jammies, and they had gone to get theirs on. They were gone for all of 5 minutes. I slipped on the hardwood floors, because the footies didn't have grips, and bashed my face so bad on the fireplace that it split my lip AND my top gum open. (Amazingly enough, however, it didn't mess up my baby teeth?!) They had to strap me down to a board and stitch everything back together, and had to take skin from somewhere else (I don't remember where), so they could get it to go back together right. They couldn't (or wouldn't... I don't remember) put me under, so I was awake for the whole thing. My mom had to be sedated because she could hear me screaming (and saw me strapped down to the board.) My granfather sat with me, and apparently I didn't cry much once he came in to sit with me. (I've always been a grandpa's girl.) Now all you can see of it is a scar above my lip/under my nose. I used to get asked about it alll the time, growing up.

DramaMama06

when i was in kindergarten we had to do a report on what we wanted to be when we grew up. all the other little girls wanted to be dancers, or actresses or dr's. i wanted to be a taxi driver.

hannahruth32

I was drum major my senior year of high school. It was one of the best years of my life.  I loved flirting with the boys.  I wore a blue sequined jacket, a white body suit, with a white skirt.  I thought I was the stuff,lol!!

chuicafina

J9melissa:

Mine:

The day before my 8th birthday, I was at my Gma's after school. I was drawing on some paper on the floor, and my mom showed up. I dropped the pencil and took off for her. Unfortunately the pencil landed on its eraser end and I stepped on the lead end. It broke off in my heal and I had to go to the Urgent care to get it dug out. I missed school on my birthday because of it, but I made my mom take me in so I could hand out treats...while hobbling around on crutches! lol

This same thing happened to me only the pencil lead ended up in the palm of my hand. I didn't do anything about it, though, and the skin closed back over it. You can still see it in there. When it happened, I was terrified I would die of lead poisoning.

Mine- I'm on the black list for donating blood to the Red Cross because I've spent too much time overseas. Specifically, in France during the mad cow scare. So my blood is tainted.

maddiemoon43

jenny_jeff:

*giggle* fun poll *giggle*

Not many people know that I have dermagraphism....I can "write" on my skin and it  will leave behind "hives" that spell out whatever I wrote.

OMG, I had that for 2 years!  It started out of nowhere, and I mentioned it when I went for drug allergy testing that had already been booked.  I couldn't take any antihistamines for a week leading up to my testing, so I was ready to rip my skin off.  The Dr. broke a tongue depresser in half and scratched Xs into my arms (between that and the skin pricks, I looked super hot going back to work! ) He said it would likely go away in 1 to 3 years and to occassionally stop taking stuff and see.  I still find I get super itchy when I work out and get flushed, and I also noticed I was itchy as one of my first pregnancy symptoms all 3 times (people on TTGP board got mad at me for inventing a new phantom symptom!)

How long have you had it?  You probably know more about it than me. 

I am now scratching my neck raw as I type this. 

maddiemoon43

chuicafina:

J9melissa:

Mine- I'm on the black list for donating blood to the Red Cross because I've spent too much time overseas. Specifically, in France during the mad cow scare. So my blood is tainted.

DH too.  He lived in Scotland for 6 months when he was a baby during a mad cow period, apparently. 

aanchor

I am extremely shy and self conscious!  I have worked really hard to overcome these things and I am very good a pretending to be confident, however, I still struggle with it everyday  

This was supposed to be a fun poll and that wasn't very fun so I have another one.  I LOVE Pizza, I could eat it everyday and I have eaten an entire large Pizza to myself on more than one occasion  

foxisoxy128

I'm allergic to mangoes. Ok thats pretty lame lets see...I know I have mentioned this a million times but I was married at Walt DisneyWorld, I think thats neat.

kas80

I am allergic to pumpkin seeds.  When I eat them I get duck lips.

pammeelala

Um...there is not much about me that people don't know about.  I'm a pretty open book.  A boring book at that.  Um...I used to run training exercises with the Navy Seals when I was stationed in Monterey.  I met MH at the same bowling all that my mom met 3 out of 4 of her husbands.

Kymbirleigh

ShangriLaRose:

I've had reconstructive surgery on my face. When I was about 18 months old, my grandparents had just gotten me into my jammies, and they had gone to get theirs on. They were gone for all of 5 minutes. I slipped on the hardwood floors, because the footies didn't have grips, and bashed my face so bad on the fireplace that it split my lip AND my top gum open. (Amazingly enough, however, it didn't mess up my baby teeth?!) They had to strap me down to a board and stitch everything back together, and had to take skin from somewhere else (I don't remember where), so they could get it to go back together right. They couldn't (or wouldn't... I don't remember) put me under, so I was awake for the whole thing. My mom had to be sedated because she could hear me screaming (and saw me strapped down to the board.) My granfather sat with me, and apparently I didn't cry much once he came in to sit with me. (I've always been a grandpa's girl.) Now all you can see of it is a scar above my lip/under my nose. I used to get asked about it alll the time, growing up.

Holy crap! 

When I was 6 or 7 years old, my parent's had gone to a craft show at a park/recreational facility. While we were there I was wandering around and found a black kitten. It came right to me and let me pack it around and play with it all day... My parent's reminded me several times that I could not take the kitten home with me and not to get attached.... Later that afternoon as I was packing it around a big dog ran up on me and the cat climbed to the highest point...up my shoulder, and up my face to the top of my head... I scooped the cat off my head and ran back to my parent's booth blood running down my face and my dad pointed me to first aid, where my mom was already standing because she had been stung by a bee... Not once did I ever let that kitten go through the whole ordeal. Because my parent's didn't know if it had rabies or anything, I got my way and the kitten went home with us... I had that cat until I was 17 years old and she contracted feline leukemia from another cat and got really weak and ill. 

mesr

jcsumm0:

mesr:

I have been mock-executed in front of the US supreme court.

What in the world does this mean????  We need an explanation!

I can't think of anything good.

ETA: I have been skinny dipping 3 times.

mesr

jcsumm0:

mesr:

I have been mock-executed in front of the US supreme court.

What in the world does this mean????  We need an explanation!

I can't think of anything good.

ETA: I have been skinny dipping 3 times.

It was party of a demonstration. I was strapped to a gurney in front of a crowd. The 'executioner' taped tubes to my arms (thankfully no real needles!). A real minister spoke with me to comfort me. Then I was supposed to'die'. When it was over, other people picked my body up in a sheet and lay me on the sidewalk. And I've gone skinny dipping many times. Once even in the super- polluted potomac river. Eww!

sunset+skies

My adult eye teeth were in the roof of my mouth, not my jaw. When I was 13, I had to have the baby teeth extracted, channels cut in the roof of my mouth, and wires connecting the eye teeth to my braces. Over a period of 4 months, they were slowly moved into place.

JayElleJayCee

I hate watching movies with people who don't pay attention. I can't stand when someone thinks it's time for a conversation during a movie. I mean.. little things here and there are ok as long as it is related to the movie.

I have been like this forever. When I was little, I used to make quizzes up for my little brother and little cousins that I made them take after watching a movie to make sure they were paying attention.

Jills83

I slept in my parents' bedroom from the age 8 until I was 12 years old.  I am what cosleeping nightmares are made of, right?

After my sister left for college I was afraid to sleep in my room alone and I had a lot of anxiety after my best friend's dad died. 

MammaBear81

I am a master in Tae Kwon Do (a martial art)... so don't mess with me

forgetmenot514

When I was three I went up to Canada to visit my grandparents who lived in a very remote part of Nova Scotia.  I was playing outside and decided to "go for a walk" in the woods that lined their house by myself.  My gma would always take me for walks and I loved the woods.  Well I got lost and it turned into a huge manhunt for me which included helicopters, the entire town on foot trying to find me and local news coverage.  A guy in a helicopter found me!!  I can't imagine how my parents and g-parents must have felt now that I'm a mom!!

aanchor

forgetmenot514:

When I was three I went up to Canda to visit my grandparents who lived in a very remote part of Nova Scotia.  I was playing outside and decided to "go for a walk" in the woods that lined their house by myself.  My gma would always take me for walks and I loved the woods.  Well I got lost and it turned into a huge manhunt for me which included helicopters, the entire town on foot trying to find me and local news coverage.  A guy in a helicopter found me!!  I can't imagine how my parents and g-parents must have felt now that I'm a mom!!

aanchor

forgetmenot514:

When I was three I went up to Canda to visit my grandparents who lived in a very remote part of Nova Scotia.  I was playing outside and decided to "go for a walk" in the woods that lined their house by myself.  My gma would always take me for walks and I loved the woods.  Well I got lost and it turned into a huge manhunt for me which included helicopters, the entire town on foot trying to find me and local news coverage.  A guy in a helicopter found me!!  I can't imagine how my parents and g-parents must have felt now that I'm a mom!!

OMG that is crazy!  Do you remember being lost?

Birdies08

When I was a toddler, I fell and cracked my head on the corner of our coffee table. I went to the ER and got stitches, which I kind of remember. I now have a scar just past the hairline on my right side. It looks like a Nike swoosh.

When I was 5/6, my dad worked for a college newspaper, and they published an anti-war poem I wrote. I don't remember it, except that it was based on "No blood for oil". I have no idea if any relatives still have a copy.

My best friend and I were docents for an art exhibit at a local museum when we were 12. The artists wanted children to be the one explaining their works to tours. I thought I was so smart and cool and artsy for doing it. We got our pictures and an interview in the paper. I still remember a lot about the exhibit, so if anyone is a fan of Peter Fischli & David Weiss, we can totally talk. 

MouseInLux

I can roll my tongue and hoot through it

forgetmenot514

I just remember bits and pieces, like walking past my uncles chopping wood and just vaguely remember being rescued...so crazy!

 

ETA: sorry, meant to quote you, aanchor. 

MouseInLux

maddiemoon43:

chuicafina:

J9melissa:

Mine- I'm on the black list for donating blood to the Red Cross because I've spent too much time overseas. Specifically, in France during the mad cow scare. So my blood is tainted.

DH too.  He lived in Scotland for 6 months when he was a baby during a mad cow period, apparently. 

Me three!! I'm from the UK so when I lived in the States I could never donate blood. 

Birdies08

MouseInLux:

maddiemoon43:

chuicafina:

J9melissa:

Mine- I'm on the black list for donating blood to the Red Cross because I've spent too much time overseas. Specifically, in France during the mad cow scare. So my blood is tainted.

DH too.  He lived in Scotland for 6 months when he was a baby during a mad cow period, apparently. 

Me three!! I'm from the UK so when I lived in the States I could never donate blood. 

Not to be a PW, but here's another thing you would have no reason to know about me unless you're a creepy stalker- I'm going to donate blood right now!

Sorry to all you black-listers; this was not an attempt to rub it in your face  

Kymbirleigh

Jills83:

I slept in my parents' bedroom from the age 8 until I was 12 years old.  I am what cosleeping nightmares are made of, right?

After my sister left for college I was afraid to sleep in my room alone and I had a lot of anxiety after my best friend's dad died. 

Nope! My parent's never let me sleep in their bed when I was a baby/toddler.... And I slept in my parents' bed off and on from the time I was 4 until.... well... um... the last time was when I was 26.... 

Kymbirleigh

Birdies08:

When I was a toddler, I fell and cracked my head on the corner of our coffee table. I went to the ER and got stitches, which I kind of remember. I now have a scar just past the hairline on my right side. It looks like a Nike swoosh.

When I was 5/6, my dad worked for a college newspaper, and they published an anti-war poem I wrote. I don't remember it, except that it was based on "No blood for oil". I have no idea if any relatives still have a copy.

My best friend and I were docents for an art exhibit at a local museum when we were 12. The artists wanted children to be the one explaining their works to tours. I thought I was so smart and cool and artsy for doing it. We got our pictures and an interview in the paper. I still remember a lot about the exhibit, so if anyone is a fan of Peter Fischli & David Weiss, we can totally talk. 

So... You're like the sporty version of Harry Potter?  Does it like glow when you run/exercise?

LowTalker23

I've been to see SNL live. It was amazing.

Birdies08

Kymbirleigh:

Birdies08:

When I was a toddler, I fell and cracked my head on the corner of our coffee table. I went to the ER and got stitches, which I kind of remember. I now have a scar just past the hairline on my right side. It looks like a Nike swoosh.

When I was 5/6, my dad worked for a college newspaper, and they published an anti-war poem I wrote. I don't remember it, except that it was based on "No blood for oil". I have no idea if any relatives still have a copy.

My best friend and I were docents for an art exhibit at a local museum when we were 12. The artists wanted children to be the one explaining their works to tours. I thought I was so smart and cool and artsy for doing it. We got our pictures and an interview in the paper. I still remember a lot about the exhibit, so if anyone is a fan of Peter Fischli & David Weiss, we can totally talk. 

So... You're like the sporty version of Harry Potter?  Does it like glow when you run/exercise?

If I ever ran or exercised, maybe! I'm less sporty than the actual HP- he had quidditch. Sometimes I do yoga.

Just do it! 

mrsmullins0500

chuicafina:

J9melissa:

Mine:

The day before my 8th birthday, I was at my Gma's after school. I was drawing on some paper on the floor, and my mom showed up. I dropped the pencil and took off for her. Unfortunately the pencil landed on its eraser end and I stepped on the lead end. It broke off in my heal and I had to go to the Urgent care to get it dug out. I missed school on my birthday because of it, but I made my mom take me in so I could hand out treats...while hobbling around on crutches! lol

This same thing happened to me only the pencil lead ended up in the palm of my hand. I didn't do anything about it, though, and the skin closed back over it. You can still see it in there. When it happened, I was terrified I would die of lead poisoning.

Mine- I'm on the black list for donating blood to the Red Cross because I've spent too much time overseas. Specifically, in France during the mad cow scare. So my blood is tainted.

Hey! That same thing happened to me. You can still see the lead in my arm and I was freaked out about led poisoning too. I was actually in school and now That I think about it i wonder why they didn't call anyone!