two truths and a lie

Well, it looks as though I am being dragged back into the blogosphere despite a monster migraine, lured by my friend Liz over at Random Thoughts of a Lutheran Geek, who is running a “Two Truths and a Lie Blog Carnival” this weekend, darn her. It’s based upon the childhood game where you tell three truths about yourself, except that one, of course, is a lie, and everyone else has to guess which one the lie is. We usually played it at slumber parties and, truth be told, I was never very good at it, because I always blushed (the curse of the Irish for you) and giggled when I told my lie. At least here I have the advantage of not being seen!

So, here are my three, um, truths:

1  I thought about becoming an Episcopalian priest.
2. I was once engaged to the son of a millionaire.
3. I was once interviewed on MPR.

So go to the comments section and make your guesses!  And then play along on your own blog, link up and hop around the blogs to get to know each other better.  We will reveal the correct answers on our original posts on Monday February 28th so stop back to see if you were right!

Note: I revealed my correct answers in my comments section by mistake. You will find that I like to be different. Or difficult, depending upon your interpretation! And I was late besides–oops!

8 thoughts on “two truths and a lie

  1. Actually, number one was the lie! Despite my interest in theology, I've never considered being an Episcopal priest for two reasons: 1) I've just never felt a call to the priesthood (although I am totally in favor of ordaining women), and 2)I'm Catholic down to my bone marrow, and I can't imagine leaving. Just remember that there is a lot more to being Catholic than what comes out of the Vatican!I was engaged to the son of a millionaire for about a year, in my late twenties. I didn't know his dad was rich until we'd been dating for a while; I just noticed that his profligate spending habits were driving me wild. That's one reason I called it off. Another was that he was very averse to finding a job (and he'd had a good education, he went to Notre Dame, for Pete's sake) and I realized that we'd be living off of his dad, since at the time I was unable to work due to my fibromyalgia. I KNEW my dad would come back and haunt me.But even worse, he could really be a pompous ass, especially on subjects on which he knew barely anything about. I recall more than one excruciating dinner party…And then I read a handout from the Basilica of St. Mary's marriage prep program: Top Ten Reasons Not To Get Married. Number 6 was "You're getting married because all of your friends are married and you're afraid of being left behind." BINGO!!!!And I was interviewed on MPR on a fluke, really. I was working for Dave Durenberger's campaign back in '88 at the State Fair (see how that ages me) as a college intern and when MPR came by our booth looking to do an interview on why people should vote for Dave, the other intern ran away. Literally. That was the day I discovered I actually think pretty darn well on my feet. He went on to win the election, anyway!Thanks for playing, ladies! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to respond–it's been a crazy week, and I do mean crazy, so I hope some of you had the patience to check back!

  2. I guessed number one even before I read the reveal! Just finally finishing up reading all the reveals for Liz's blog-hop. My name is Lana and I have fibro, too. And I am so ready for this winter to be over!! Nice to 'meet' you!

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