Fifty Random Facts

I have blue eyes.
Jove Belle is a pen name that is a splicing together of my mom’s and my grandma’s names.
Commas are the bane to my existence.
Same hyphens.
I once helped a guy put out a car fire and he rewarded me with a phone shaped like a stiletto (the shoe, not the knife).
The one and only time I went deer hunting, my cousin (The Redneck) put me in timeout on top of a large pile of stumps, branches, and larger limbs. Apparently, I’m a loud walker.
As a kid, I was a great swimmer. As an adult, I completely forgot how to breathe.
I rappelled down a building and later down a mountain. I used to be fearless.
I totally freeze when put on the spot. I would be the worst game show contestant ever.
I own three rifles, two hand guns, two compound bows, a recurve bow, a crossbow, and one set of throwing knives. I also have horrible aim.
Once, on an early morning run, I thought the flapping of the hood on my new jacket was a person following me. When I sped up, the follower sped up. When I slowed down, the follower slowed down. When I turned around really fast, the follower wasn’t actually there. It took me far too long to figure out that the noise was coming from me.
Birds terrify me, but we have a flock of chickens in our backyard.
When I was a kid, I sat on a bee while on a roadtrip with my family to Yellowstone.
I was a radio DJ for about half a minute back in the 90s.
Riding a bike is one of my most favorite activities.
I know how to build a fence.
I’m not a great cook, but I make some kickass gravy.
I’m s little bit in love with Agent Carter.
I have absolutely no rhythm. But when I watch Dancing with the Stars (oh yes, I do), I can almost forget about it.
I write books.
Tara and I, along with our oldest daughter, Michelle, got a tattoo of the Mutant Enemy zombie. Mine is on my left bicep, Tara’s is on her right bicep, and Michelle’s is on her right ankle. Due to a mix-up with the reference material, our zombies come complete with little zombie dicks. I laugh every single time I look at it.
I traded my smartphone in for an old-school flip phone and I love it.
I have shingled several roofs. Because I’m badass like that.
I once drove a boat into the rocks and destroyed the propeller.
I like to strap a milk crate to the cargo platform on the front of my bike and take my dog Max with me on rides. He likes it too.
I’m a registered democrat.
I’ve received so many traffic tickets (mostly speeding) that I’ve lost count.
I collect silver and plan to leave my kids a treasure map as part of my Last Will and Testament.
At current, I have six tattoos.
I fell in love with Tara so hard and so fast, and even now, over twenty years later, I can’t believe how lucky I am to have found her. I’ve no idea what she sees in me, but I hope like hell she doesn’t ever change her mind.
When I read, I am completely useless at everything else in life. I am a total binge reader, and once I start, I can’t stop.
I believe in love at first site.
I was born at home, not in a hospital.
Being a mom is the best job ever. And the worst.
I own five drills, nine hammers, five saws, and zero irons. I think this means that I’m perfectly happy building things while wearing wrinkled clothes.
I have a bucket list.
I sing even when I don’t know the words. Often, loud and off key.
When my mom was young, she was given a yellow piggy bank. After she died, I inherited it. I keep it in our hutch and call it Pig. Tara gives me all of her coin to feed to Pig.
I’m a pop culture junky.
A few years ago (more like a decade), I re-wired my mom’s house. And, knock wood, it didn’t burn down afterwards.
I threw up on the tilt-a-whirl.
I prefer my vitamins to be bear shaped and gummy.
I have a motorcycle endorsement.
I once drove eighteen hours to Canada because their legal drinking age was lower than it was in Oregon at the time.
I learned how to drive when I was ten. As part of that process, I almost ran over my older brother. What was my mom thinking? Seriously?
I have a scar in the middle of my forehead from diving into the shallow end of a swimming pool.
I think movies with subtitles are inherently more interesting.
My appendix ruptured and I almost died. I spent almost a month in the hospital and had two surgeries.
For about ten minutes, I worked as a conductor for Burlington-Northern railroad.
I am a wife, a mother, a sister, a cousin, a daughter, an aunt, a niece, and a friend.