Sydney Danielle Lough 3/11/07

Sydney Danielle Lough  3/11/07
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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Getting to Know Me...Getting to Know All About Me: Beauty or the Beast?

I have enjoyed learning things about other bloggers and since it looks from the poll I am running that my readers enjoy reading about personal things in a blogger's life, I thought I would start sharing some things about myself.

First, you can find a lot about me at my 100th post. What else can I tell you about myself?

I have always been prone to accidents, and most of them resulted in some kind of injury to my face (and were also usually the result of my doing something that I should not have been doing). When I was about 3, my friends and I were running up and down the handicap ramp outside our church after services. We really were not supposed to be doing this, but everyone was doing it, so I jumped off the cliff, too! I ended up tripping somehow and sliding down the entire length of the ramp (did I mention it started on the second story) face first. Apparently, I was skinned from forehead to toes! I ran to my sister and begged her to help me and not tell mom and dad. She laughed, saying, "I don't think I will have to tell them!" While I should have gotten in trouble, I remember going home and getting a Popsicle while my parents cleaned me up.

Then, when I was probably 4 or so, I was at some Amish friends' house when we decided to go sledding. (The last thing my dad had said to me before he dropped me off was not to go sledding.) Of course, we went to one of the biggest hills on their property and started sledding. My friend's older brother was pulling me back up the hill on the sled when he slipped and let go of the sled. I was so frightened that I froze. I ended up sledding backwards right into the barbed-wire fence at the bottom of the hill. One of the wires came around my head and vibrated in my face, cutting me up pretty good. They called my dad, who came and (I think through another Popsicle) cleaned me up and made butterfly stitches over my cuts. You can barely see the scars, now!

My final face incident was when I was in 5th grade. I was at my Bible-school teacher's house for a sleepover (the girls and boys were separated for class this year). All of the girls were sitting in her hot tub, planning how we could get her wet with water balloons when she came out. However, she heard us through the window and was ready for us when she came out. I went back into the house for reinforcements when I slipped on some water in the floor by the counter in her kitchen. My legs went flying up over my head and I landed on my back on the floor...but not before I caught the corner of my eye on the corner of the counter. It cut my eye (not the eyeball) and was bleeding a lot. They called my dad and I went home where...once again, my dad made butterfly stitches and patched me up. I was even able to go back to the slumber party once I promised that I would really go to sleep!

It is amazing that I don't look like the beast from Beauty and the Beast!

So, what else do you want to know about me? Let me know and I will post on it.

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3 comments:

Heather said...

I love hearing childhood stories. And you tell them so well, too! I assume some of your family reads your blog too. Maybe you tell some fun stories about you and your siblings growing up.

Jendi said...

I hope I don't sound totally clueless...Is a PT a Physical Therapist? What do you do?

I was hoping to read for a while and figure it out, but I'm curious [nosy] and impatient. Plus, you asked what else we wanted to know...

Melissa said...

How have I never heard any of these stories??