Confession #1 – This is what I wore to the mall yesterday:
In my mind, ruffled purse + pretty necklace = no one realizes I’m wearing my husband’s t-shirt. That’s right, right?
Confession #2 – My family’s dog stopped a presidential motorcade once. When President Clinton visited St. Thomas he ate at restaurant near our house so we stood at the top of our driveway to get a peek when he drove by. We got more than the glimpse we’d planned for when our dachshund, Lilly, ran into the road and nearly got hit by a car full of secret servicemen! Lilly was unharmed, but the motorcade did have to stop for a minute.
Confession #3 – I don’t have a single plain paperclip. Adam needed one for his resume and all I could offer him was this:
He got mad. Madder when I started to make a joke about how Frank carries his work papers to the office in his trunk. Office ‘fonts are not amusing the night before your resume is due.
Confession #4 – I have a file on my computer that contains the rough outline for my memoir (about my years as a teacher). I’d like to write it before I forget too many details, but when I think about my life as a teacher I get really, really angry.
Confession #5 – The TV couple Adam and I most resemble is Jordan and Dr. Cox from “Scrubs.”