I'm it, you're it, we are all it...depends on what it means

My daughter and I are having a wonderful time!!!! We had sushi last night, will get Serv A Burger for lunch and I made a reservation at the Beach House for tomorrow...all fine establishments. We are shopping on First Street this afternoon...after her manicure and pedicure!

It seems that I have been tagged by Sling to list 7 of anything about myself that I choose...good, bad, interesting, boring or stupendulum. So, lets see what can I say about myself? Please forgive me for I have sinned.

1. As a prerequisite for nursing school, I had to take chemistry. My friend and I enrolled in a class given at the local adult school at night...it was a college course but geared towards working adults. We sat in the back of the class all the time, ditched at break and would go to the movies. We cheated on every single test the instructor gave. I was a divorced mother of 3 at the time...so was my friend. The instructor was 90 if she was a day, couldn't see well and used a walker to get around. Shame on me. I got an A.

2. I am a horrible driver. I drive too fast, change lanes without signaling, tail gate and pass on the right when I shouldn't. I have had 3 really cool sports cars in my life; two of them were red. I never got a ticket in any of those cars.

3. At the beginning of my sophomore year in high school (high school was the most horrible time of my life) I wrote a draft of a letter to either Ann Landers or Dear Abby about letting a boy touch me in a "private place." I stuck the draft in my physiology book and then forgot about it. Later in the week one of the jocks on the football team asked if he could borrow my book during lunch and he would return it in class...I gave it to him.....I was mortified when he read the contents of the letter out loud right before class started. I dropped that class the next day.

4. In keeping with the sexual theme....in 1998 Jackson Browne gave a benefit concert for the Rock Creek Alliance in our town. I volunteered to set up the high school gym for the event and we bought "green room" tickets at 75 bucks a person to meet him after the show. Several friends went with us and in the green room one of them had to drag me up to meet Jackson.....I turn red at the drop of a hat and am kind of shy.....anyway, when it was my turn to say hello, before I could get a word out of my dry, clacking mouth he said to me "Have I met you before? Not recently, but did I know you in the 50's or 60's?" Like a total, absolute, 100% idiot I said, " Not unless it was in the back seat of a car." Thank GAWD he laughed and then gave me a hug. To this moment I have no idea where that comment came from. I swear.

5. From the time I was a freshman in high school until 2004 my hair was never its natural color.

6. In 1969 I was very pregnant with my last child. It was June and hotter than hades. I was sitting in the living room with the door open watching TV. I looked out the door and saw a car slowly moving down the street aimed right at my beat up 1958 Chevy Del Rey. I hauled my big belly and butt off the couch and saw the car smash into my junker car. I was beyond p*****. I went out to confront the idiot and went to the driver's side only to see that the car was driverless...... the driver was running down the street with a gun pointed right at me. I never moved, he screamed at me to get the you know what outta the way but I was frozen in one place. He pushed me, got into the car and drove off. Turned out he had just shot his ex-wife's boyfriend in an apartment building three doors up from me. Stupid of me.

7. I have a mirror in my upstairs living room that I bought in the 60's. It is oval, has flowers around the edge and is about 3 to 4 feet in length. On 3 separate occasions with my back to the mirror, I have had the distinct impression/feeling/sense...actually I know, that if I turned around I would see my dad in that mirror. This has happened in two houses where my dad had never been.