6 Things (Thing #3)

This is something that not even my husband knew about me and when I told him he didn't even believe me. Now odds are you're not going to believe me as well. I got a letter in high school.

Ginnie, you can't letter in *making out!. Yes, I am aware of that. If that were the case I would have lettered multiple times. I actually lettered in academics. Why else would they have hired me so fast when I applied for a job at Payless Shoe Source? Was it for my excessive knowledge in their cheap line shoes? I don't think so. It's all because of the letter baby.

Ginnie, you need to have killer grades to letter in academics. Believe it or not I had pretty stinkin' good grades through high school. Now elementary & junior high? that's a completely different story. The way I was going my Mom probably thought I would end up on the streets or working the pole... good thing I didn't grow up in Vegas (Halla' to my LV friend, who fortunately isn't working the pole either).

Ginnie, did your friends know that you were a nerd? No, I tried to keep that hidden behind a facade of sarcasm and a "too cool for school" attitude.

Did it work? pffft... of course! I had you all fooled didn't I?

This just goes to show you that you can be blond, have terrible grammar, **cheat your way through spanish and still letter in academics. Don't worry, the shock and disbelief you're feeling at this moment is normal. Just remember this was a long time ago. By now, after having 3 kids, my brain has officially turned into mush and all that I've been left with is a vast knowledge of things like;

• How to change an explosive diarrhea diaper and keeping the poop contained just in in the diaper (which can be very difficult to do).
• 4 toy cockroaches can be swallowed and then pooped out whole with out causing the digestive system to back up.
• How to change a child's diaper that has major pee leakage in the middle of the night and doing it with out them waking up.
• Poop if smashed into the carpet will smell for weeks.
• Fabreeze is great for masking the smell of poop.

How sad that all my knowledge now deals with fecal matter. But hey, it's not like knowing the Pythagorean theorem is going to help me change a diaper, now is it (to be honest, I can't even remember what the Pythagorean theorem is).

*Dad don't worry, how could I have time for making out when all my spare time was spent reading my scriptures and saying my prayers. And Nate don't get worried when I say making out. We all know that you were the one with all the ladies. I mean who could blame you? You were voted best hair in high school. With a hair like that you're bound to get a few good make out sessions. It's OK, I don't blame you... I blame the hair.

**It's true, I really did cheat my way through spanish and I don't feel a whole lot of remorse, which means I am not yet truly repentant. I already knew everything I needed to know... ¿Donde esta el banyo? and ¿Biggie puede calibrar usted eso? (Where's the bathroom & can you biggie size that?)