well i don't know if i should actually thank jennifer lanne for tagging me... but you know how the world is always new and ever changing... this is a game of blog tag... would you have ever thought of something like this years ago as you were playing tag in your neighborhood? be sure to check out jennifer lanne's blog, art on the farm...you will certainly get lots of feel good smiles and laughs. her site is listed under the artist section to the left...also, earth angels has a large selection of her work available...
i am to tell you 5 unknown and maybe interesting facts about myself...
well as i sit and think about this for days, no kidding, i find myself going back in time to my high school days... that says to me, i'm old now and grasping at my youth of accomplishment... as silly as they were at the time... and they've grown in size too; walking 10 miles through the snow to school....etc.
so i've decided to tell a little from the past, a little of the current, and a little of my dreams...
i has a highland dancer in high school....what is that you ask?
Sword DanceThe "Gillie Callum," or Sword Dance is an ancient dance of victory and war, dating back to the days of King Malcolm Canmore. The story is that the King danced over his bloody claymore after vanquishing his enemy, one of Mac Beth's generals. It was considered a bad omen for the following battle if the blades were touched during the dance.
Today's Sword dancer "addresses" two swords, performing the first steps outside their crossed blades. Subsequent steps are danced over the blades, but once inside their field, the dancer never dances with his back turned to the swords - only a fool would turn his back on a weapon. It requires tremendous skill not to displace the swords. Toward the end of the dance, to prove their skill and endurance, the dancer will clap hands together to tell the piper to increase the tempo.
Today's Sword dancer "addresses" two swords, performing the first steps outside their crossed blades. Subsequent steps are danced over the blades, but once inside their field, the dancer never dances with his back turned to the swords - only a fool would turn his back on a weapon. It requires tremendous skill not to displace the swords. Toward the end of the dance, to prove their skill and endurance, the dancer will clap hands together to tell the piper to increase the tempo.
i was born in iowa and lived in des moines until i was 9, sarasota florida until i was 23, houston texas until i was 24, birmingham alabama until i was 25, san diego california until i was 29, new lenox illinois until i was 31, dallas texas until i was 37 and have lived in boone north carolina for 11 years now... yep, that makes me 48... and i am all of those places combined...from the people to the places.
outside des moines there were buffalo, introducing me to the magnificent beast that i still love.
sarasota spoiled me with the white baby powder beaches...the pelicans, and ringling brothers.
birmingham was wonderful, hills and green, enough snow to enjoy...
san diego...blue waters, cliffs and seals...best subs in national city and old town were my haunts.
new lenox, outside of chicago...the natural history museum and farmland, small town and big city, antiques galore.
dallas. there isn't enough space, still has my heart. good people, good everything.
boone, north carolina - good people, mountains, music.... home...
ok, that is 2 things.....
if i could be anything in the world (already have what is necessary to do it with) and of course, would be extremely successful at these...
district attorney or fbi agent
novelist
documentary photographer
united nations - humanitarian affairs
heifer - train people around the world to grow and raise food
work with the gorillas and elephants....
well, i'm running out of time for the above so if any of you are from the above maybe i could shadow you?
i would like diane sawyer and christiane amanpour to be my best friends... (but mom is still #1)...if any of you know them, maybe you could let them know and they will come over!
ok....i'm really really reaching back .... and some of you will know what i'm talking about, and some will have no idea at all....
i was able to take 110 words a minute in shorthand... i told my youngest about this and he looked at it as a secret code and that it was really cool that i new this.... maybe i should write some letters in this "new" secret code to all of you that can remember your shorthand.
and that is it.... and i'm thankful to say...
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