Apparently, I am supposed to explain this stuff. I should just leave everyone wondering and thinking I'm some kind of wild woman but I'll be kind and break it down. I'll remove the mystery and leave everyone wondering the same thing I did as I wrote these. What have I done lately? Except for number ten, I don't think any of these are recent. They are all from when I was younger and more daring.
1. I've fired a machine gun, grenade launcher, LAW, and a sawed-off shotgun, amongst other weapons.
Except for the sawed-off shotgun and a few other weapons, all of the above I did while in basic training twenty years ago - this year as a matter of fact. The sawed-off shotgun was while I was on a date. No, I didn't kill my date or knock over a liquor store. I did, however, contemplate killing my mother for setting me up with him. He was nice enough, just a wee bit reserved. I'm not a very reserved person. Well, I wasn't back then. Now, I'm scratching my head and wondering what happened to me.
My mom had set me up with a friend of hers' son. That was back in the day when she still had hopes that I would take the "normal" route in life - marry and pop kids out by the pairs. I was in the Army at the time going through training at Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio. The guy thought that since I was in the Army, a great place to take me on a date would be a firing range. I must admit, his weapons were pretty cool. That sawed-off shotgun packed a wallop of a kick. My arm hurt for days.
2. I've drawn blood, given shots, started IV's, and inserted Foley catheters without having a license to do so.
Rest assured, although I didn't have a license, it was perfectly legal for me to do the above. I was a 91A/Medical Specialist (Medic) when I was in the Army. They sent me to Ft. Sam Houston for the eight (maybe it was ten) weeks of training to learn how to do all the above things and more. After that, I worked in an Army hospital and got to do all kinds of cool stuff. But, the fact that you can do all that stuff with only eight or ten weeks of training still blows my mind today.
3. My feet have been in the waters of the Atlantic Ocean, Pacific Ocean, Gulf of Mexico, and one of the Great Lakes.
I have swam in the waters of the Atlantic from Maine to Florida. I actually grew up in Florida in a small town right on the beach and learned to swim in the ocean. I lived in South Texas my senior year in high school. We were about fifteen miles from South Padre Island; as such a good portion of my free time was spent hanging out on the island. The other portion was spent in Mexico getting drunk. Life for a teen in South Texas is really boring; there's not much else to do.
I stayed with my Aunt and Uncle one summer. They lived a couple of miles from Lake Michigan. I vaguely remember going there. I think. My Aunt would have to refresh my memory on that one though.
Of course, now I live about twenty miles from the Pacific Ocean. However, I had to limit myself to saying my feet because I have never went swimming in the Pacific Ocean. The water is so freakin' skanky and cold that I can't bring myself to do anything more.
....to be continued.