Tell you about myself

The above is an award currently circulating among bloggers, and it was recently granted to me by Dinei, who is inspiring in many ways, has a genius kid, and is going to smack the bar exam around and make it her bitch.

The rules of the award are as follows:

1. Thank the person who gave you this award.

2. List seven things people may not know about you.

3. Pass it on to 15 (or so) other bloggers

Thank you, Dinei! I can't compete with your global adventures, but I'll try to make these somewhat interesting.

1. I'm a pretty decent tap dancer. I always wanted to tap dance as a kid and my 21st birthday present to myself was a pair of tap shoes and lessons.

2. I have run six half-marathons. (That counts as three marathons, right? It totally does. I have run three marathons. It just took me a year or two to finish each one.)

3. I have studied five foreign languages... but I'm terribly rusty at all of them now. Spanish, French, Latin, Japanese, Bengali -- which was my first language along with English, and I used to be able to recite poetry in it, but now have trouble remembering words for the simplest things. Except random phrases my mom used to say keep popping into my head when X is around, like "tummy problems" (pet-er gondogol) and "disgusting face" (bicchiri mukh -- this, of course, was referring to my face, and X is similarly un-photogenic) . For some reason K did not inspire this Bengali-nostalgia with me.

I once...

4. ...jogged with my mom through the streets of Agra (India) wearing men's boxers while shocked children rode their bicycles next to us, pointing, shaking their heads, and exclaiming, "Very winter! Very winter!"

5. ...attempted to smoke pot at a Phish concert. My single foray into illegal drugs (what can I say, I'm a sucker for a good cautionary tale), and like Bill Clinton, I didn't inhale. I tried to, but it turns out sucking smoke into your lungs is actually not that easy and feels terrible. My utter failure to complete my slightly naughty plan doesn't stop JW from referring to me as our resident pothead.

6. ...sang a medley of commercials onstage, including "Oh, I wish I were an Oscar Meyer wiener..."

7. My first kiss was with... my husband. I am unqualified to give anyone dating advice.

I nominate Ana, the Reluctant Grownup and Butterfyfish. Let's hear your seven things!