Tell us something true about yourself , that we don't already know or wouldn't have guessed

Courtesy of the US Navy I lived for two years in Spain‘s Puerto de Santa Maria, the port from which Columbus set forth on his second voyage to the Americas. And, as my Mother’s side of the family loved to celebrate, I am descended from John Howland, an important Pilgrim and leading member of the Plymouth Colony. Pretty impressive until you realize that two million other Americans can make the same claim. (-8
 
Courtesy of the US Navy I lived for two years in Spain‘s Puerto de Santa Maria, the port from which Columbus set forth on his second voyage to the Americas. And, as my Mother’s side of the family loved to celebrate, I am descended from John Howland, an important Pilgrim and leading member of the Plymouth Colony. Pretty impressive until you realize that two million other Americans can make the same claim. (-8
Sounds like Mr. Howland was a busy boy 😉
 
I am too-in spite of being around my daughter`s horses for years and even having two horses of my own. It`s why I switched to donkeys-I was still a little wary at first but Jezebel was such a little baby when I got her,there wasn`t much to be afraid of. But I ended up being totally comfortable around her❤️
I lived on a farm that used workhorses, you'd think I'd be ok with them. Maybe the fear is there because I was only 5 the first time I encountered a horse; she sort of snuck up on me while I was distracted, and she was massive and in a really bad mood. A year later, my grampa sat me on a horse for the first time and she immediately took off to the fence and scraped her side against it to get me off of her. So I guess the aversion is mutual.
 
I was in Madrid for a few days and was talked into going to a bullfight. I really didn't enjoy it at all. The best part was when the Banderilleros entered the ring before the Matador makes an appearance. I was somewhat confused as to what Toreros are. Are they the men on the horses? Unless you enjoy watching an animal being tortured, it's not an exciting event to watch. I was told by one of the men with me that the bulls were malnourished and drugged before a bullfight.
Toreros are bullfighters on horseback. So yeah, I suppose they were the men on the horses.
 
For starters I was born in Cuba, which was lucky for me as I was 3 months premature, birth weight 4lb 4oz. Lungs under developed as a "premie" so a nurse would give me a shot of oxygen if I turned blue. During this time period a premie in the States would be in an oxygen tent, constantly breathing pure oxygen, which caused many babies severe neurological damage.
 
Whenever I try to eat food with very much flavor--especially acidic--I get a feeling that's sort of a cross between an electric shock and a muscle spasm right in front of the Tragus part (that kind of flap near the bottom) of both ears.
Me too. It can be excruciating at times. It seems worse when I do not eat or drink for a long period of time and then eat or drink. I have been dealing with it most of my life.
 
I lived on a farm that used workhorses, you'd think I'd be ok with them. Maybe the fear is there because I was only 5 the first time I encountered a horse; she sort of snuck up on me while I was distracted, and she was massive and in a really bad mood. A year later, my grampa sat me on a horse for the first time and she immediately took off to the fence and scraped her side against it to get me off of her. So I guess the aversion is mutual.
Mean creatures those horses. I had a similar experience as a kid on a fishing trip with my dad. Horse decided he needed to roll over -- while I was on his back. Fortunately I jumped clear and avoided getting squashed. Can't blame him though. Guess I wouldn't like it if some creature jumped on my back and wanted me to take him for a ride. (-8
 
Mean creatures those horses. I had a similar experience as a kid on a fishing trip with my dad. Horse decided he needed to roll over -- while I was on his back. Fortunately I jumped clear and avoided getting squashed. Can't blame him though. Guess I wouldn't like it if some creature jumped on my back and wanted me to take him for a ride. (-8
You want to talk about mean....From the time I was 10 until I graduated highschool I worked off and on at a Mink ranch that our neighbor owned. Nasty, vile, stinky, loud, visicous little creatures. I'm not sure why they were so angry, they had no idea what fate awaited them!
 
I have a mild case of prosopagnosia. In my personal life I just apologize or laugh it off. But if I watch a movie or show that has 2 women with long blonde hair, or 2 middle-aged men with beards, forget it.

Meanwhile I'm excellent at telling people apart from a distance. Differences in body shape, how they walk, etc., are so obvious to me.

Other than that ... I'm a genius. This is apparently something people would never guess (in person anyway), as most people seem to think I'm stupid.
 
I have a mild case of prosopagnosia. In my personal life I just apologize or laugh it off. But if I watch a movie or show that has 2 women with long blonde hair, or 2 middle-aged men with beards, forget it.

Meanwhile I'm excellent at telling people apart from a distance. Differences in body shape, how they walk, etc., are so obvious to me.
That is exactly how I can tell who are the people I know .. by their walk, but of course they have to be a distance away from me and walking...
 
“Ben Hur” came out on November 18, 1959 and I remember going to see it with my parents. Considering my birthday is December 1957, I was less than 2 years old to sit through a four hour movie. The scene after the chariot race where Massala is injured and screaming in pain scared the cr*p outta me.
 
That's a tough one cause i'm an open book, have shared so much about my childhood and youth on this forum in just 13 months as a member.

An odd fact is that tho i love to dance, (in 20s was often out dancing) only the last of my 3 husbands even attempted to dance. i suppose because it was a 'me' thing i didn't expect a partner to love it as much me, just as i never required them to have same taste in books or movies. Heck only #1 DH was even a reader.

On a related note, at one time (at about age 19-20 yrs) i could limbo under a very low bar--15-18 inches, which is nowhere as good as those who've been doing their whole lives can, but a personal best for me.
In my younger days I was very good at the Limbo. That ability is now ancient history.
 
I was the youngest of 2 children born 15 years apart , sadly my sister died from Covid shortly after moving into an aged care facility.
Sorry to hear that. I had 3 older sisters, only two are still alive so i know that grief. Co-incidently, my younger brother was born when i was 16, so i know the other side of that big age gap dynamic - the older sibling's side.
 
I have a mild case of prosopagnosia. In my personal life I just apologize or laugh it off. But if I watch a movie or show that has 2 women with long blonde hair, or 2 middle-aged men with beards, forget it.

Meanwhile I'm excellent at telling people apart from a distance. Differences in body shape, how they walk, etc., are so obvious to me.

Other than that ... I'm a genius. This is apparently something people would never guess (in person anyway), as most people seem to think I'm stupid.
I have the same issue with movies! I also identify people by the way they walk. I am not a genius but am very intelligent and am generally underestimated. I did some reading on prosopagnosia today and they think it may be caused by a brain injury. I did have a brain injury in a car accident when I was three. This is so weird to find out all of this at this age. I never talked to a doctor about any of it - just figured I was weird ---- and I kind of have fun when people underestimate me. ;)
 


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