On the Twelfth Day of Christ*&^%$, Tiz reveals to you...I’ve been hit by a car…twice. The first time it was the up-on-the-hood, hit-the-windshield, slam-the-ground kind of being hit by a car. I was fine.
I may have committed a felony. If I’m not sure, it doesn’t count, right?
As an undergrad at Yale, I was the honorary female member of an all male singing group. I have never been treated better. They are very dear to me.
I tripped a blind guy…accidentally.
I had such a crush on Robert Redford that I would feign sickness and miss school to watch his movies. Because of this it was thought I was a sickly child.
I have not had a cold this year.
I’ve only had the flu once and I’ve never had the flu shot.
I don’t think I brushed my teeth more than ten times total as a kid. I brush more now. I still don’t have any cavities.
I make fun of them but I loved my princess years.
I think red shoes go with everything.
I had my first cup of coffee in something like twenty years today. Please note the time of this post. There's a reason I don’t drink coffee.
I’ve really loved doing this and I’m surprised and honored by the number of people who’ve been checking in. If thirteen peeps write to me today, I will do The Thirteen Days of Christ*&^%$. If not, that’s grand too. I'm easy. It has been a strange, strange joy and a miraculous learning experience.