Catnapped and Doggone
Truth and fiction. We spend all our time writing fiction most of which is true. It’s the classic write what you know. Recently a group of old and new friends threw me a going away party before ,I left for Austin. At one point, we went around the room and everyone told a ‘Gabi’ story. True stories. The kind that no stranger would ever believe unless they met me on the psychiatric ward of the local hospital. And yet…so here they are, the true and untrue Gabiisms. Good grief!
1. I once parked a US Army tank and then couldn’t find it later.
2. My sister and I threw my brother off a train station when he was too afraid to climb back down. He beat us home.
3. Before I was old enough to roll over, my sister painted my nose with fire engine red nail polish so we could play circus and I could be the clown.
4. I wore two left shoes to an all day job interview. They made me an offer.
5. I singed my eyebrows and eyelashes off on a wood stove two days before senior pictures.
6. I had stitches eleven times in one summer and was not a victim of abuse.
7. I have been arrested twice for loitering and once for vagrancy while researching my first book. No convictions.
8. I objected at a friend’s wedding and knocked the candle over in my haste to get to my feet. His family still thinks I’ve been done wrong.
9. I dated four members of the same soccer team over the course of a year.
10. I joined the Catholic church because they served Chipwiches instead of the Protestant grasshopper cookies.
Even I can’t believe some of the stuff I’ve done. And some of the things I still want to do.
Thanks for reading.