This is a FUN game. We all share all sorts of feelings and deep thoughts about ourselves on 3FC. What about the fun stuff? The little snippets or tidbits of information that makes you you.

The tricky part will be to keep it positive. In other words...try to stay away from: I don't like statements. Tell us what you like or tell us something fun that happened at work or tell us about your 1st happy memory or tell us your shoe size or tell us you love to wear thong undies or tell us your favorite color or WHATEVER. Tell us something that makes you unique.

RULES (of course there has to be rulzzzes )

-Wait your turn. Make a post and then wait for a fellow 3FC'er to post.
-Keep it positive.
-One thought or snippet or tidbit per post.

The GAME is on....Ready Set Go...

Example: Yes, I know I didn't wait my turn...

My sister is 15 years older than me and I am 15 years older than my niece (my sisters daughter. SO my sister is like a mother to me and I am like a mother to my niece. I say mother because I do not have children of my own!

My wife, son, daughter and nephew ALLWAYS say I love you to each other as we hang up the phone or say good-bye in person...

doesn't matter where or who is around...

I am one of eight children. Cathy, I am 15 years older than my youngest sister. I wasn't around her much after she turned 3, when I went away to school, etc.

Ah, isn't this fun...I was scared no one would play

In kindergarten I got in trouble because I wouldn't share the razor while we were playing in the house center. (seriously!)

I got sent home from school in Jr. High for wearing a "sizzler" dress that was too short! Hey, it had matching panties underneath!

I'm not counting that as my "thing that you don't know about me". Here it is: I have always secretly admired my hands because I think they're pretty.

When I was 12 years old, pitching in Little League, I flipped the umpire off because of .....what I thought were bad calls on my pitches....

lucky for me he had his back turned....

un-lucky for me my folks didn't!.....

Whoa Gary!

Growing up my neighbors didn't have any children so I became like one of their own. If I didn't like what my mom was cooking for supper I would go over to Dottie & Eddies and see what they were having...

That happened on many occasions between me and my buddies CATHY...between jr and sr high school! My mom just always made enough!

We new taco night was always at my house!

When I was 9 my best friend and I took a rusty pin and became 'blood sisters'. Thankfully neither one of us contracted lockjaw and I still think of August 27 as my 'second birthday'.

I can dance....

well...Angie says I can't!

I love to sing, but can barely carry a tune.

My voice is very low. I would like to take voice lessons. But I no zip about music! No musical ability in me! La La La La SQUEAL!

I have a scar on my knuckle from where my sister slammed a window closed on me when we were little girls. She still cringes whenever she sees it.

I had a vasectomy