7 Things

Just for fun, here are 7 Things You May Not Know About Me:

1) When I was born, I had no less than seven living grandmothers. Talk about some sweet granny lovin'! My mom's mom, my dad's mom, my mom's two grandmothers, my dad's two grandmothers and my dad's step-grandmother.

2) I played soccer (football to everyone outside of the US) in college. I played all growing up, and although Baseball was always my first love, I excelled as a soccer player. I played my junior and senior year in high school, played a few international, semi-professional matches in South Africa, and even signed a letter of intent and played my freshman year at Nyack College. After that first season, I decided that the college sports scene was way too much about winning and not enough about having fun. Although I have coached little league since (and hope to someday coach my future Mia Hamm superstar...seriously, you should have been with my dad and I the other night watching her kick), I have never again played competitively.

3) I have never spent a minute in a hospital as a patient, nor have I ever had any broken bones. I have spent plenty of time in a hospital, but never as a patient, which is a good thing because I'm not good with pain, needles or blood (especially when it's my own). I'm pretty sure I've broken a few toes, but those heal on their own, so they really don't count.

4) Although music/singing is my profession, I don't even consider myself to be the best vocalist in my family (and neither do most other people). My youngest sister, Rachel, has got some mad, crazy, sweet vocal skills, and she's not half-bad on a left-handed guitar, either. You can hear some very poor audio-quality of her outstanding voice on some of the MilePost13 Videos. And, she's a better photographer than me, to boot!

5) Although I may appear to be strong and durable on this blog, I don't hold anything up to my oldest sister, Sarah. She is one of the most independent, bold and honest people I have ever met. It was a pain in the rear when we were growing up, but I respect her for it now more than she'll ever know. One of the most difficult moments of the past few months for me was the last hug I gave her before she and her new husband, Terry moved down to Florida the week after Gwyneth was born. I'm crying now just writing about it.

6) I average 1.5 haircuts per year. It's not that I hate cutting my hair, it's that I hate having the same haircut/hairdo for more than a few weeks at a time. Fortunately, by hair is about as thick as a Dairy Queen milkshake, and grows as fast as lightning, so my looks are always changing. When I do cut it, I almost always buzz it down to about half an inch long and then just let it do it's thing. My facial hair is just about the same. (and, the next time my dad leaves a comment here about my needing a haircut, I'll show you a picture of his hair at my age from the memorable decade known as "the 70's"...talk about gnarly!)

7) Much to Tricia's dismay, I have a personal, lifetime boycott from the restaurant known as Friendly's. Can you say misnomer?!?

So, there you go. You are more intelligent now than you were 5 minutes ago (because I guarantee nobody knew all of those things about me), which is more than you can say about some blogs. Feel free to post you own 7 Things list on your own blog...I give you permission to steal from my genius...

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