It's A Contest! Play! Win Something!

Have you heard of the "6 Weird Things" Meme that's been going around? Basically, you are supposed to tell your readers "6 Weird Things" about yourself.

I can hear you asking, "But miss jin...what does a meme have to do with a pastry shoppe?"

EVERYTHING!!!

Why?
Because we're going to play with the meme.
mix it up
knead it until pliable
shape it with our imaginations
& let it sit until finished.

Does that make sense now?
"NO."

What do you mean, "NO"???

ARGGGhhh........

Ok, Ok.
I'll try again.
Plain English.

Blah Dan had this FANTASTICALLY BRILLIANT idea which I am shamelessly stealing.
I am going to post 6 weird things about MOI.
The catch is, 3 are true & 3 are NOT true.
I want all of you to guess which 3 are TRUE.
Just put your guesses in the comment section.
Each person may enter TWICE!
(Post each guess as a separate comment, please...so I don't get confused! :-)
For those of you that guess correctly, I will toss your name into a mixing bowl & pick ONE winner on or around Tuesday, December 12th.

The prize is a SWEETBOX from my shoppe, containing a 1# assortment of our tiny delicious Xmas cookies (with a retail value of $25.00) shipped directly to your home or office. No cost to you what-so-ever. How COOL is that?!!?

Ok, now for the bummer. There's restrictions. The winner can only have their SWEETBOX shipped within the US or Canada. (Canadians may or may not have to pay a duty to receive the imported package, that fee would be your responsibility.) I know I have readers from all over, that doesn't mean you can't comment anyway!!!

So, here goes!
#1 As a child, my Grandmother would tell me stories of her life growing up. She was one of 13 children. Her Mother died when she was very young & her Father remarried a homicidal maniac. The children all had to sleep in one bed as the family was very poor. She told me how her Father would have to lie across the bottom of the children's bed to stop her step-mother from lighting the children on fire each night.

#2 When I was 17 years old I attended a Metallica concert with my older cousin. (She was sent along, by my parents, to keep an eye on me.) We were lucky enough to get a chance to be in the mosh pit. They had started their second song, "...And Justice for All", when I realized I was getting raised up in the air! I was carried forward & thrust onto the stage! I was so excited, I thought, I'll get to touch James Hetfield! But before I could even stand up two bodyguards ran over & carried me off the stage. Then they made me leave the arena. I was escorted to the door with instructions not to come back in. I had to sit & wait outside for 2 hours before the concert ended & my cousin came looking for me.

#3 I used to be a TOTAL tomboy. At the age of 19 I started honing my drinking skillz. I continued my research for 5 more years, until I could keep up with the best of them. Guys, I mean. I could drink ANY guy under the table & still keep my wits about me. You name it, I could drink it non-stop without puking: Tequila, Jägermeister, Sambuca, Beer, Beer, Beer & more Beer. I was not dating anyone but I had lots of guys as friends. I was a legend. I'd be invited to all their parties because they would tell their friends about this chick who could really hold her liquor!

#4 When I was a wee child my parents took me to the store to pick out my very first pet, a guinea pig. I chose the only white one they had & called it "Corky". We took it home & put it in a small aquarium. My parents left me alone with Corky. I repeatedly picked it up by it's tail & 'played' with it & kissed it & squeezed it.....oops....."Mom! Dad! Corky won't play with me anymore!" They explained to me that Corky was dead & in a much better place. I cried. The next day I got a black one & called him "Midnight".

#5 I have a tiny scar, about an inch long, on my derriere, right side, lower down. It's very faint now as it happened 11 years ago. I was dating a guy that was a total gentleman. He was very polite & well educated (he was *ahem* a bit older than I was). We had been seeing each other for months, when I decided I'd go back to his place with him one evening. One thing led to another, my skirt was off, we were kissing ... when all of a sudden WHHACK! He had spanked me! I was surprised, but I kind of ignored it. All of a sudden WHHHHACK AGAIN! I jumped. I said, 'Take it easy'! Before I knew it WHHHHACCCCKKKK! A third time, this time hard enough to draw blood as his ring must have turned around & caught me just so! I turned around, kicked him in the leg, grabbed my clothes & ran out the door, never to see him again!

#6 My first job was in a fast food restaurant. I worked at McDonalds. I was supposed to be a cashier but I was so shy & quiet that the boss moved me to the back. He said he was afraid I couldn't handle people giving me their orders. I was crushed. It was just McDonalds, after all! It mattered not for I wouldn't speak up at that time. I ended up frying french fries all evening & sweeping the floors & emptying the garbage cans in between. I only lasted one month. I had only made enough money to buy a walkman & 2 cassettes.

Well, there you have it!
Now, which 3 are TRUE???
GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!!!