If I’d known that there would be games in the blogosphere, I’d have signed up a long time ago! And so, here I am, tagged by LL over at Seedlings in Stone. She bent the rules a little on her own “tagging,” so I’m a little fuzzy on what I’m supposed to write. But I think it’s along the lines of 5 odd things about myself, or something. Well, here are five things, indeed (you can be the judge of their oddity).

1.) My name has been confused for more than 10 other names in my lifetime, including but not limited to Jerry, Sherry, Cherry, Christy, Chastity, Christine, Charles, Cher, Terry, and Chariot.

2.) I fractured my pelvis on the day after my 16th birthday while running in a cross country meet. Subsequently, I had to use a walker for a few weeks in high school.

3.) Between the years 1993 and 2006, I moved 16 times. (Yes, that’s an average of more than one move per year). In September 2006, I bought my first house; maybe now the moving can finally end, at least for a while.

4.) I’m not afraid of heights, but I’m deathly afraid of falling. You can lock me at the top of the Empire State Building, and I’m fine. Pretend like you’re going to push me off the curb, and I’m scared to death.

5.) I once played “O When the Saints Go Marching In” on the harmonica during a Sunday evening church service.

So there you go. More than you ever wanted to know about me.

Now tell me, what are some things YOU find odd about me?

Just kidding.

Really.

Photo by Charity Singleton