Bush Babe bares all…
1. I am a daredevil. Correction: I WAS a daredevil (before #2 and my family happened). Among the daredevil-ish things I have done (in the course of my job as a photojournalist) include:
– firewalking
– chasing bush fires
– flying over Noosa in a motorised hang-glider (held on by a lap belt only)
– flying in a hot-air ballon over a forest (the single scariest thing I have ever done)
– spent time with Steve Irwin. In an enclosed space. With snakes.
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2. I walk with a limp. I have had multiple knee surgeries. Because of my Great Dane. That’s a very long and strange story. Suffice to say: despite having fabulous doctors, the surgeries didn’t work. I don’t run at all. But I don’t really let it worry me too much. I try to get everyone else to do the running for me. Isn’t that what kids are for?
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3. I hate bananas. We are not talking a small wrinkle of the nose here. We are talking DESPISE the blinkin’ things. Never eaten one in my life. They stink. I would go very close to starving if they were the only thing left on the planet to eat. Seriously. Now, in a freaky and cruel turn of fate, they are also the only fruit my daughter will eat. But not whole. She requires that I peel them (she won’t actually TOUCH them) and make smoothies (with no lumps!) before she deigns to imbibe. So I have to smell and feel the blessed revolting things. And I suck it in (not the smoothie, gross!)… I suck in this chore, knowing that the goodness of the banana supercedes all the nerve cringing that goes on in my being during this process. I am a better mother for doing it. I hope she appreciates this when puberty strikes!
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4. I was originally planning to be an architect. I actually studied it for 18 months. Then I met my first Nikon. And fell in love with photography. And remembered how much I loved writing. And the rest, as they say in the classics, is history.
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5. I have a tattoo. Not going to tell you where. Won’t tell. You can’t make me.
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6. I am four years older than my husband. And darned proud of the fact. I’m his ‘older woman’, he’s my ‘toyboy’ and I live by the motto: You are only as old as the man you feel. (Sorry Mum!)
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7. I have double-jointed fingers. All of them. My freaky joints are half the reason my knee has never come good – darned thing won’t hold still!!
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and the device that took this photo….Oh, you already knew that?
Well did you notice that this list was supposed to have only six items… I am completely unable to follow rules. It’s just how I roll. Now, I am also not going to tag people – although if you do try this then please let me know in the comments so I can come over and see how weird YOU are!
Instead, I am going to ask this:
WHAT IS THE MOST STARTLING & FREAKY THING ABOUT YOU?
12 Comments
Debby
I’m bald.
It startles me every freaking morning.
*sigh*
I'm Julie
Hey Bush Babe – Here’s something quite startling about me – it took me 3 whole days to go see my boyfriend Baz’s movie “Australia”, even though everyone on the planet expected me to be first in line. But the stars did not align, the kids were acting up, I cut my finger on a broken mixing bowl, and it didn’t work for me. Then – Thanksgiving and all associated with it. FINALLY – saw it last night and here’s another startling thing about me: I am moving in with you. Today.
(Just kidding. But the movie is AWESOME.)
A Novel Woman
I most EXCELLENT list, especially the ballooning and hang-gliding bits. (sigh) I wish.
I guess we are not twins, because I love bananas and usually have at least one a day. I’m also older than my husband, though, and my right knee is giving me grief, so maybe we are.
I hope you get your car and camera fixed soon, though not necessarily in that order. I’d go bonkers without either.
Great wads of snow at our cottage this weekend. Photos to follow.
WV: baill (I think it’s trying to tell me to have a Bailey’s on ice)
Portia
I have a tattoo also. Got it while young,foolish and in nursing school. There are 6 other nurses running around with the same exact tattoo.
The most startling thing about me is that I had 4 children in a 5.5 years. No twins!
I was one of the first people to see “Australia” on Wednesday. I went to the 10:30 AM show which serves coffee and bagels. It’s a wonderful movie and thanks to you I recognized a bottle tree.
Diane L. Dodd
I LOVE your list! you have done some amazing things! Fire walking??
Now I’m for sure a freak- but the best one so far is when I went to Hawaii 2 years ago by myself to ‘soul search’ and swim with dolphins. I had an amazing time- but for some reason on my last day there I felt the need to film myself after consuming half a bottle of jack daniels. Ah yes, my infamous ‘Jack Daniels Memoirs From Maui’ footage…here ya go
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EYBaI5EOPQo
Bush Babe
Deb – I know. But that’s not actually freaky. It’s surreal, and not ideal, but it IS temporary. I want to hear about your sixth toe, or whatever!!
Julie – excellent. We are looking for some more musterers. And pool boys. When you arriving??
Pam – no. Still soul sisters… it’s my RIGHT knee too. And I do adore a bailey’s on ice. That seals it!
Portia – my tat wasn’t a mistake. Still love it. The kid thing – that is AMAZING!!! Sweet Jesus woman. And you are sane??
Diane – that sounds great… but for some reason I cannot get it to play?? Duh?
And BTW – I still haven’t seen Australia… keep the reviews coming!!!
🙂
BB
Bush Babe
OK Diane… just got it working. Here I was thinking I was going to see some dolphins! How naive am I?? Laughed my head off!! I bet you hurt bad the next day!
I am so very pleased that no-one has had a video camera on me during my 20s. You are one brave woman!
Scotty
Hmmmmmm.
As a younger man (and as a consequence of being dared), I have eaten dog food, a maggot, and the foulest-smelling fruit known to mankind, the Durian – it’s a lovely fruit to eat but you have to get past the vomit-inducing smell first (no seriously, it’s just eeew).
Pony Girl
That was a fun list, BB! 😉 I only like bananas at a certain ripeness, beyond that, yucky icky!!
Weird thing about me? Oh gosh, that’s hard! I mean, I’m a pretty mainstream, normal kind of gal. I’m quirky, but nothing overly startling. I do have a tatoo, although that’s not too weird, I suppose!
Debby
You want to hear about my sixth toe?!!!!!
*stops. Counts toes.*
Oh. Thank goodness. I have not grown another toe.
I’m a-scared of goannas, and am just about convinced that I would wet myself if I actually met one in real life.
Although I have never tested my theory.
And I don’t want to.
Bush Babe
Debby – the fact that you are scared of goannas (which you have NEVER seen in real life) is not a surprise. Well, to me anyway! See, I reckon you’d be fine. I so want to dare you, but will wait until your hair grows back first!
PG – a tatt? That’s it? Ooohhh. I reckon there’d be more… *waits patiently*
Scotty – sounds utterly gross. Good job!
Opera Gal
um…I like opera?
That usually ranks pretty high on the freak-o-meter, especially since:
I have a visible tattoo
I often wear a leather biker jacket
and work as a programmer part-time
and am female. (still not too many of those when you’re in corporate America)
I have only one major food phobia – anything with gravy/sauce on it that shouldn’t have it, such as open-face sandwiches.
those are just wrong.
oh, heck, sorry to blog-post in your comment area.
BTW – I’m from BOSSYs blog.