I feel like I need to finish what I started, but it's getting long! I hope you're not getting bored. If so, please let me know and I'll stop this "all about me" series. It's been fun for me to go back down memory lane, and it's definitely bringing up some ideas for future posts.
41. An addendum to my fear of heights - for some reason on a trip to Six Flags Elitch's in Denver, I decided to face my height fear head on. I looked up at the Tower of Doom and decided to prove to myself that I could survive it. Probably one of the worst possible rides ever invented. But I did it! My kids could NOT believe it. Neither could I.
42. I also said that my dad "left the ministry for two years." He supplied in pulpits around Minnesota for at least 50 of those 200 Sundays and we got to go with him many of those week-ends and meet many new and fun people.
43. I took a typing class during these two years. I learned that it was something I was really good at. Another girl and I became rivals and each reached 72 words per minute on old-fashioned upright manual typewriters.
44. I type in my head all the time. It enabled me to keep up my speed, even though I didn't type much in the years I stayed home with my kids. I typed 90 wpm on a computer when I tested for a job after years of not working - even though it is an annoying habit, it was good for something!
45. I also add and subtract numbers on license plates. I know, I'm weird! But it also keeps up my math skills.
46. The typing came in handy in college. I didn't really enjoy babysitting for spending money, so I typed papers for guys. I also made a lot of good friends that way.
47. It was during this period that I didn't care how tall I was - I wore 3 inch spikes most Sundays, which made me 6 feet tall and about ruined my feet.
48. I also liked to wear hats - I had one bowler hat for Easter, which caused the young boys to called me Abraham Lincoln.
49. I also had a green coat and was called "Jolly Green Giant."
50. For some reason I didn't let these things bother me. I thought I should have a complex, though, so I read a book called For Tall Girls Only. One suggestion - when someone asks you "how's the weather up there?" just spit in their face and say, "It's raining." That just cracked me up. I never really tried it.
51. We moved to Nebraska the summer before my junior year. I have blogged about my time there as editor of the school newspaper and all of the great experiences that provided.
52. We had a great youth group in this church.
53. My brother became the director of the youth choir. We had fun going to smaller churches and singing.
54. We planned our own lessons for youth group and planned our own banquets. That was before youth pastors.
55. My sister and I discovered we were two of only 4 girls in the whole high school who didn't belong to pep club.
56. We couldn't afford it that year, but we went to every game anyway.
57. We won the state tournament in basketball and had to sit with our parents!
58. We figured out a way to belong the next year, and it was great fun.
59. I was only there for junior and senior years, yet I am still in close contact with 2 of my friends from that time - I talked to both of them today.
60. Even though I loved this high school, I could hardly wait to get to college.
TO BE CONTINUED.