I'm supposed to tell 7 completely random things about myself, so here it goes...
1. When I was 9, I showed a pig at the county fair for 4-H. I was hoping to find a picture of this when I cleaned out our guest bedroom closet a couple of weeks ago, but no such luck. Picture this: I wore a denim shirt with embroidered patches, white jeans and sported the Dorothy Hamill "do". Oh, was I cool or what? This turned out to be the one and only year I showed a pig. My once well-mannered pig entered the ring and completely turned on me and every other pig in the arena. It started fighting and biting the other pigs and I ran out of the arena crying. Ahhhh... good memories.
UPDATE: I recently found the picture and I did not, in fact, have on white jeans. Just plain ol' denim. Please see #2 for explanation. :)
2. I have the worst memory ever. Seriously. In fact, I really worry about this and what my future holds. I used to have a great memory and be the "go to" girl at work for all sorts of random facts, but now I can't even dial information and remember the number before I hang up. My long-term memory is much worse. This is the major reason I started blogging and why I scrapbook everything. And of the few things I can recall, I remember the details of what I was wearing. Hence my ability to recall the details of my swine show debut ensemble.
Kaneohe, Hawaii - 19903. Now what was I saying? Ah yes, a tag. I was a nanny for four summers - right after graduating high school and during my summers at college. The mother was my first cousin, but there was such an age difference and she lived so far away, I never really knew her until I moved in with her family. The youngest was a newborn at the time and I was really clueless what to do with newborns, but I learned quickly. Now, as a mother, I am so grateful for all the trust that they placed in me. I had so many great times with them, not to mention the fact that I got to live a summer in Dallas, two summers in Hawaii and the last summer in Washington D.C. (They moved. ALOT.) See cute little Meghan on the right in the photo above? Click here to see her wedding photo from a year ago. Oh, did I feel OLD!
4. Speaking of Washington D.C., I was a Washington intern. Well, not in that way. While I lived with this family, I interned at an advertising agency in D.C. I took the Metro from Bethesda into D.C. every day and worked a block from the White House. I loved every minute of it.
5. When I graduated college, my goal was to put my advertising major to good use working in an ad agency. There weren't any jobs available at the time, so my dad, who worked at the bank where I now work, said I should work there. My verbatim reply to him was, "I didn't go to college to work at a bank." It's 15 years later and I'm still here. Not only has it been a great career (most of it as a regional marketing manager using my degree), but I have him to thank for meeting Nolan.
7. Speaking of boss, Nolan and I have worked for the same person for most of our careers, as we still do today. (A total of 5 different managers over the years.) Most people say they couldn't handle it, but it works out well for us. I work part-time from home now, so I rely on Nolan to fill me in on all that I'm missing in the office. Plus, we bounce ideas off each other all the time. In fact, I have a lunch appointment with him today to work on a project together. We are completely opposites in every way and my attention to detail with his big ideas is a perfect combination.
Ok, these were completely random. Nothing too weird, I don't think, but maybe too boring. I know I'm a month behind and I have seen so many others already do this, so if you haven't, consider yourself tagged!