Muses

“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.”   Buddha

Yesterday, my post was five truths and one lie.

The challenge was to pick which one was the falsehood.

Truth:  I saw Apollo 13 shoot skyward from Cape Canaveral.

Truth:  I was almost arrested trying to climb over the fence onto the runway at DFW.

It seemed like a great idea when a group of us left the fraternity house at 1 a.m.

Truth:  Thank the good Lord I never married a particular gentleman.

Let’s just say he loved his car a lot more than I.  Most people assumed this was the lie. I think a few minutes before he came at me with his car, I had thrown my metal tennis racket at him — like on the court.

Let’s say that game didn’t end well. And we weren’t a good match.

Truth:  When visiting my nice boyfriend, the one-who-became-my husband-boyfriend — I was determined to run every day I was there over the January holidays. There being a tiny burg three hours north of Minneapolis.

And so I did.

Truth:  Yes. I almost called off my wedding.

It would have been biggest mistake of my life.

Lie:  Was trying to think of something. Remembered a cousin’s neighbor who dated Jimmy Buffet. I thought me dating Jimmy Buffett would be a stretch, so I changed it to waiting on him.

Me as a competent waitress is actually harder to believe.

And Ruth was the only one to guess correctly. Maybe Mr. Buffett is indeed a vegetarian?

So there. That’s the truth.

NaBloPoMo Day 21.