Yesterday I put up the 5 ‘facts’ for readers to determine which one of the 5 was true. The idea was to show my skill at embellishing things, criteria for the acceptance of the MEMETASTIC award. Any believable tale must have a grain of truth in order for it to at least seem like it could indeed be fact.
I posted 5 facts, each with just enough truth to be believed as possibly true, but only one was true. Time for the big reveal!!!
:: DRUM ROLL::
GREATLY EMBELISHED FALSE?
F Everyone who reads my posts knows that I am a reformed cat hater. Call me the Crazy Cat Lady, I love the little fur balls now. We have 3 cats in our home, all females. While we aren’t overly picky about which breed of feline we have, we insist that they all have to be polydactyl cats! Yes each of our kittens has more than the normal amount of toes on their paws! Usually cats have 5 toes on their front paws, ours have 6 or 7 depending on the cat. Nothing normal about the Diva Den, why would we have normal cats?
While it is a fact that I am reformed from hating cats, loving them to pieces, we do not have a single polydactyl (aka Hemingway) among them. Frankly the last thing we need is a cat who has anymore reason to presume itself special!
F I love being pampered, and one of the ways in which I pamper myself is getting my nails done. I have had acrylic nails nearly ongoing for about 7 years now. I never got pedicures often, too expensive and frankly I don’t have real cute feet so why draw attention to them was my thought. Recently I noticed a trend at the nail salon in which women are getting acrylic nails on their feet!! I finally gave in and decided I have nothing to lose so had them done on my toes. For the first time I feel like I have great feet, all nicely painted on those picture perfect, acrylic nails. Now, I love my feet, and if it was not so cold I’d have flip flops on already to show them off!
It is true, I have had my nails done for years, and love that, I find the whole getting one’s toenails done to be just kinda freaky! NO thanks, I’ll just stick to a pedi and some pretty polish.
F Two of my supporting cast, my brother Mike, and his wife, Trina, are actually both my cousins. Mike is a cousin from my mom’s side. His mom was one of my mother’s first cousins who was pregnant out of wedlock. She wanted to keep him in the family, but was unable to raise him. My parents adopted him and raised him as their own. Trina is one of my cousins, our dad’s are brothers. They always had a special friendship and attraction to each other growing up. As an adult, Mike consulted with a lawyer and found that because he was a second cousin to us siblings, and not a birth child of my parents, he and Trina were not related and therefore not really cousins. They have been happily married for 18 years and have 2 kids. So, my sister-in-law is also my cousin, and my niece and nephew are actually like 2nd cousins once removed or something weird like that.
I loved that many of you thought this was true, as it IS rather believable that it could indeed happen. However Mike is my blood brother (all of my siblings are blood) and Trina is related by marriage only.
T In a bizarre twist of fate, we grew up with a cousin as a neighbor and never knew it. The boy behind us was around the age of one of my brothers when we were growing up. I received a friend request from him all these years later, and did not recognize his name any longer. He told me that he was my cousin, and had grown up in the house behind us. I thought it was a stalker at first, since I knew the kid behind us and they were not related to us. Turns out, my dad’s cousin had given birth out of wedlock and placed him for adoption. All that time growing up we had a cousin living there and playing with my brothers and never knew it!
This is the true story/fact! Growing up the kid behind us, Bobby, actually turns out was a cousin. His birth mom and my dad are cousins. It was all these years later that he asked to be my friend on Facebook then explained to me why. His adoptive parents remembered our last name so when he found his birth mom, and learned his birth name, (it is highly unique) he hunted down his unknown cousins. Kinda cool!
F One time when getting my nails done, it was taking longer than anticipated at the salon due to a high volume of customers. I was last in line so when my now ex-husband came to pick me up they had just started my nails. He was irritated by the delay so I convinced him, with a little help from the nail tech that was now free, to get a pedicure. He finally gave in and found out it was a rather NICE experience. If you have ever had one, you know that they will put clear polish on your toe nails if you aren’t having color done. After some teasing he acquiesced and let them paint his toe nails bright red. He has worn them red, to my knowledge, ever since. Turns out he found having his toe nails colored was a kind of turn on for him.
I would NEVER post something like that about Pete/ex-hubbster if that were true! Pretty sure none of the firefighters fell for that one, as they have undoubtedly seen his feet a few times at the fire house. He was irritated, and he did get a pedicure after a LOT of pressure (Hey, Chad Ocho Cinco gets them weekly, as do many men, more men should keep their feet looking nice!!) I do not believe it was an experience he ever repeated and he drew the line in the fun me and the nail techs were having (at his expense – though he was a good sport), when it came time to polish his piggies. He enjoyed the massage chair, the foot and calve massage, but he drew the line on nail polish!!
There you have it, the truth and the fabrications!!