Tell something interesting / odd about your life.....

Every time I hear about someone who is suicidal on a blogging site I go on a lot, I'm always first to ask people to send them love and to beg them not to do it. I feel like I do it for the wrong reasons, though. I do it because I feel guilty for not reaching a friend in time a few years ago. They're gone now.

That hit home for me. Same thing happened with my little brother last year in May, I still feel guilty to this day.........

My birthday is August 16
My husband's birthday is November 5
Our daughters birthday is August 5
Our son's birthday is November 16

Our daughter was born 10:23 am
Our son was born 10:23 pm
Both had to be taken by ambulance to a NICU and both had a spinal tap when they were only 2 days old.

I show dairy cows

I was 16 when I found out I was adopted. My older cousin got mad at me over something and told me I was adopted to hurt me. I asked my parents and my mother flew apart and I thought she was going to literally kill someone.

My husband is 16 years older than me.

I can't stand the sounds of styrofoam and cotton balls being squished.

This isn't MY life, but brother's so close enough. LOL

But he was born in Japan. My friend was born here in the U.S. on the same exact day/year, etc. But I told him my brother is techinally a day older than him because of the time difference.

When I was 15, I met Beyoncé and she sneezed on me (RUDE). I had to miss the school water sports trip two days later, because I had the cold.

Before I was 25 I had lived in 4 different cities in 4 different countries (excluding my home city of Belfast): Dublin, Ireland; Paris, France (I have lived there twice now); Amsterdam; the Netherlands (perhaps my personal fave); and Sydney, Australia.

I went to universities in Dublin, Paris and Amsterdam, and completed my studies in all three (in law)- but was still turned down for a job at McDonalds.

I have a 25 year old stuffed animal called Puffa (he was a Puffalump) that has now taken on the shape of a dirty dishcloth. Puffa was given to me as a woman, but when I was about 8 I began to realise he wasn't at all happy living that lifestyle, so I threw away (lost) his dress and he has been happily living as a male ever since. We share a bed every night- and no I am not single. My boyfriend of 6 years gets to go to bed with him every night, too. I once lost Puffa in Amsterdam, so I wrote an obituary for him on Facebook. It got 159 likes. (I got him back in the end)

My husband and I met through a personal ad. I had several responses, and he was the only one I called back. Dated for 3 months, and got engaged. The date of our first date was 5/17/97. We had our first child together on 5/17/01. Once we started talking about our lives when we were dating, we realized we just missed meeting each other on various occasions (same place, same time...concerts mostly). My cousin worked with him at the Adler Planetarium and I remember going to a sky show where he was the narrator (he has a distinctive voice). Our maternal grandparents all have the same first names (Barbara & Joseph). Lots of coincidences.

I've had a mamogram

I'v been resuscitated.

What was that like?

I don't remember it because I was young and dumb. I overdosed and woke up in the hospital 3 days later where they told me about it. Lots of residual rib pain (CPR breaks ribs) but I learned from it and NEVER touched another drug, stopped smoking and drinking. Now I am a nurse who takes care of people who are detoxing.

Wow, that's amazing that your tragedy helped you find a calling that blesses others - your patients have a nurse that can understand.

I spent last night searching a Storm Water Management pond for a 9 foot python that was reportedly dumped in it. People call me like that crazy guy on TV when they have snake problems!

I spent last night searching a Storm Water Management pond for a 9 foot python that was reportedly dumped in it. People call me like that crazy guy on TV when they have snake problems!

OMG - I could NEVER do what you do.

Had six fingers on each hand and six toes on each foot, agent orange, Vietnam war issues passed down to me!
I also only have acne on my shoulders (SOOOO ANNOYING :mad: )
I'm pretty book smart...but have no common sense....at all.lol.