When I am asked to answer the question, “What is one thing people don’t know about you?”, I have a few go-to answers: 1) I know nearly every lyric to Ice Cube’s Predator CD, 2) I have a gold tooth 3) I can’t ride a bike (well I finally learned a few years ago but I’m not very good at it) 4) I have an unusual phobia of unicorns and 5) I may (or may not) have won a chunk o’ change on a singing game show a few years back.
But since I have blogged about ALL of those things over the past few years, I can’t very well claim them to be things that no one knows about me. So when the good lookin’ people of GoDaddy.com asked me to name a little known fact about myself, I was stumped.
Finally I came up with a fact that not many people know about me, and the people who do know, tend to forget.
I don’t have my ears pierced.
Sometimes it feels like I’m one of only two adult women in this whole country who don’t have our ears pierced. Okay, that’s an exaggeration, there are probably closer to ten or eleven of us.
It’s not that I haven’t tried to have them pierced. When I was a teen, I tried three different times, but each time they got infected and I was too wimpy to deal with the blood, puss and pain, so I let them close up. Now there is so much scar tissue in there from the three failed attempts that I don’t think it’s even possible to get a needle through there.
So, for the past twenty-seven years I have either gone sans earrings or worn clip-on earrings, which has been somewhat of a pain, because:
a) They hurt.
b) It’s hard to find cute clip-ons (thank God for Nordstrom who came out with these silver and gold hoops last year that actually look like real earrings).

c) Clip-ons don’t tend to stay on so I have lost countless earrings over the years.
d) Friends and family tend to forget that I don’t have pierced ears so every once in awhile I get a pair of real earrings that make me swoon. Like these:

Bonus information: I don’t have any tattoos either, which isn’t as shocking as the no piercings thing, but just proves that I’m a wimp. Or maybe I just think I’m the pristine Anastasia Steele.
Since this post was sponsored by Go Daddy, how about an interesting non sequitur about the genius marketing wizards who are mack daddies at url stuff (for lack of understanding all that they do) and continue to bring all the boys to they yard with their commercials? Did you know Go Daddy actively employs and promotes corporate women? The chief human resources officer, VP of PR and VP of marketing are all women, as are several high-ranking individuals in the legal department.
I wonder how many of those corporate women don’t have pierced ears?
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05.16.2012
I’m thrilled to announce that the DeadDadsClub website is now up and running. While working on my book, I realized that I didn’t want to virtual meeting of the club to end, so I came up with the idea to launch a website where people can continue to commiserate and heal through the written word.
As research has shown, writing can be a powerful tool during the healing process, so not only do I encourage people to come to the site to read stories from other women, but I also hope that this site will inspire people to write down their own stories, whether they share them with the world or not.
I hope you’ll stop by and help spread the word. As always, I appreciate your support in this labor of love.
Also, I want to direct you to a site called, Letters for Lucas. I met Tonya at at Bloggy Boot Camp last year and become close virtual friends with each other ever since. Unfortunately, we both share the common bond of having lost our dads (she actually lost both her parents and has quite the story to tell). She asked me to be a part of her “Letters for You” series in which bloggers write a letter to someone. In honor of the Dead Dads Club launch, I decided to write a letter to my dad, catching him up on all that he’s missed in past eleven years. I am thankful for the opportunity to, yet again, write about my dad. I hope you’ll pop on over to her site and read my guest post.