I'm willing to share small tidbits of me. Who I am. What I experience. Why I do what I do. Just ramdom thoughts from me. Enjoy!
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Name::Random me From::California, United States
I am a wife and mother of two boys. I work full-time in the electronics industry. It took me 6 years to graduate college (no, I'm not embarrassed-I finished, Dammit!) SJSU class of 1990. I love to cook, because I love good food. I'll pass on sweets, but will eat something with garlic or onion in a minute. I HATE cheese, except Mozzerella on pizza-and that has to be combination pizza. I hate chick flicks, but love a good thriller. My husband and I are real estate investors on the side. View my complete profile
11. When I was 6 and visiting my grandmother in Texas for the first time, I was on her back porch checking out the wringer (a very old fashioned device-it has tight wooden rollers and you'd put your just washed clothes through it to remove the excess water from them before placing them on a clothing line). Anyway, I was messing with it---managed to turn it on and kept putting my fingers near the rollers. This thing finally caught my finger tips and started pulling me into it--sqeezing my arms so hard. Think "steamroller"! I literally thought I was going to die that day. I thought "Oh God! You mean this is it!? Six years old and squished arms!" My arms got sucked in just passed my elbows. I panicked and and the rollers popped open. I never said a word until many many years later.
This is me at about 6 years old. Skinny little arms and legs and all. Along with my grandmother's fashionable furniture from the 50's. She would still have this furniture if she was capable of living on her own.
I believe I was responsible for pulling my knee socks over my knees.
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8:30 PM ::
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