A is also for Alien

Some of you are wondering, or at least I hope you are, why I have all these alien posts. I have this thing for aliens. As a child, I believed I was an alien princess and someday my people would come for me. Yes, I had an imagination then, too.

I’ve also seen some weird things, in the presence of witnesses, and I don’t rule out the possibility of life on other planets. So I’ve merged my old blog, Aliens Spotted Near Beavercreek, with this one.

There. Now you know all you need to know.

Although I’m not going to tell you if I really am an alien or not. That you have to decide for yourself.

This post also brought to you by the letter A and the words alien, artichoke, androgynous, and asparagus.

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10 Things on Tuesday: What I Wanted to Be When I Grew Up

1. A ballerina or a princess. Isn’t this every little girl’s dream? Actually, I did grow up to be a ballerina for awhile. Then I got married, had kids, got fat. Even then, I still danced twice in Vancouver Dance Company’s productions. Once as a parent in the nutcracker. Once as a lead in an original ballet. My oldest daughter was in both producation, my middle daughter was in the Nutcracker.
2. A chemist. I mentioned this before. I wanted to be Madame Curie and discover something important. I also wanted to blow things up. Instead, I lit myself on fire. Thus ended a beautiful and Nobel-prize-winning career.
3. An anthropologist.  Actually, I’ve become one of sorts. I’ve always been totally fascinated with culture and I do a lot of study and research about various aspects of culture. I like to think of myself as an anthropologist of religion and have conducted informal field studies in airports, Girl Scout meetings, anywhere I find someone who is or was a member of some religion I know little about.
4. A priest. Of course I was a child in the dark ages and the Episcopal church was not ordaining women priests back then. Had I been raised Unitarian Universalist, I probably would have become a minister. I still want to be a minister but now I’m old. Besides, I only really want to preach and teach and write and I get to do that anyway. I don’t want to go to meetings or be nice to people or raise money.
5. A French teacher.  I used to speak very good French. I’ve forgotten most of it although if I read it for awhile the illusion of literacy returns. But I was in love with one of my high school French teachers and wanted to be her. Would have been so much easier if I’d just admitted I was gay.
6. Dale Evans. I know. Nobody wants to be Dale Evans. But I did. I even had an Official Dale Evans cowgirl outfit, complete with guns. Although my horse looked more like Trigger than Buttermilk. Not too fond of Appaloosas. I even wanted to have 10 kids like she did (but not with Roy.) However, I had one and that just about wore me out. I went on to have a total of three which made me quite exhausted. Glad i didn’t have 10.
7. An archeologist. Okay, so I liked dinosaurs. And I liked ruins. And I liked dirt and digging. I was a natural.
8. A writer. As long as I can remember I wanted to write. But I didn’t start writing professionally until I was in my 30s. Had to get over some shyness issues and fear of letting people know who I was. I’m so over it now. Much to many people’s annoyance. So this was a success. I am a writer.
9. A lawyer. Yep. Wanted to be one of those too. Until I decided that, like my grandfather, I was too ethically challenged to be an attorney. I have ethics. That’s the challenge. Plus, after I took Constitutional Law I never wanted to write another brief or read another case as long as I lived.
10. A superhero. But one that no one knew was a superhero. I wanted to save the world as a humanoid who looked like a regular human but was really an alien with super powers and altruism. My fascination with all things alien dates back to third grade. I don’t know why. It just does.