The Most Interesting Person.....

My husband. He knows so much about everything. He's one of those people who you wonder, how does he remember that and why does he even know it in the first place! His conversations are so intriguing!

Can I only pick ONE?! Cuz I've got THREE kids.

And parenting each one of them has inadvertently forced me to examine, re-visit, and explain my own opinions and philosophies on a daily basis.

They are 18, 16, and 14 now, and I'm still having to look before I leap, actually I have to do it even MORE now they're older. It's a fascinating process.

So I wonder, does this mean my KIDS are those interesting person I know, or I'M the most interesting person I know?! BAHAWAHAHA!!

Great question!

:)

I met a woman in college that was a blond haired, blue eyed African. She was born in South Africa. From that moment on, I stopped referring to black people as African American. They were not born in Africa. They are just Americans like anybody else born here. She's white and she was born in Africa. She is an African American! We used to have rousing discussions about African politics. I assumed she was from the ruling elite. The oppressive regime occupying unlawfully, Whites in power and all that. She opened my eyes to some stark realities. She spoke 7 official languages and several African dialects. She was an artsy buddhist actress and married to a conservative bookish physicist. They were so differant and it worked so beautifully that I loved thier dynamics. I keep up with her on FB and it's always interesting to her what she's doing "hello love, just wrapped production on a Danish soap opera, off to holiday in Swaziland" Always so fun and even just read posts from her friends all over the world. There are so many languages on her FB from so many colorful people. A lot of people say they have a thirst for life, but spend it in a cubicle. This lady is living a great big life. But she always remembers the smallest details about our time together. She was in Texas in 1997, but she will still email me occasionally and ask for a recipe of something I made or what was the name of that maaavelous bistro with the twinkling lights? lol I dont even remember! She really gets the most out of life. Her name is Flakie. Her mom named her after a South African Chocolate. If you're reading this - shout out to you Flakie Lakie! You are my most interesting person.

Not a Dos Equis commercial. :)

I have 2 favs that stand out... one, my baby brother. He's 7 years younger than me (but 1 foot and 1 inch taller!)... he's multilingual and has been around the world. When the time comes, VOTE BEN FOR PRESIDENT!! ;) (Seriously, that day will come). He's so much like me but accomplished so much more; in so many ways he's the male version of me. I love him :)

My second would be my high school band teacher, Mr. Hughes. I LOVE HIM! He's like my second father. He was always putting me in my place, LOL! But his military background paired with his passion of music and setting kids straight... he's so cool. I have saved not one but TWO notebooks of 'Hughes-isms' from the quirky little things he used to say. He wouldn't ever say 'memo', it was always 'memorandum'... silly things like that. But I'll tell you, the man expanded my vocab, LOL!! Great guy. He's retired now and too old and frail to attend my June wedding, but I still send him Christmas cards every year and try to stay in touch :)

This is tough because I am intrigued by many....I flopped at the girls house..We had the same first and middle names...She was amazing. Her family was not around and had not been for awhile. When I met her she was making ends meet at the mall..One of those sunlgass kiosks. There was always this mystery behind her. She moved to New Mexico to be with her dad for a while. When she came back I had started a family and kinda grown up while she was gone...I still see her from time to time. We will small talk. I miss her:(

My dad is the other person...He has so many stories. He has lived and I mean lived...He was a hippie when hippie were ''IT'' and he was in Vietnam and back...The 80's and 90's were hard for him. He had a family and was not sure how to ''GROW'' up. He is now living his dream. He has always wanted to be a rock star. He never stopped reaching fo rthat. This past weekend he finally got on the ''BIG'' stage...I was so proud of him! He never gave up and this has made me realize anything is possible and I can never stop trying to be who I want to be!

GREAT QUESTION...There are so many more people who inspire me. They are near and dear to my heart....Most have helped mold me into the mom and person I am today. A few are here to help me out along the way! I can only hope they see in me what I see in them.

I can think of several very interesting people.

My 8th grade German teacher Frau P. She was the tinniest little red head, darted around the room like a hummingbird, and spoke rapid fire German the entire class.

Our neighbor in the Netherlands, who was our family sponsor when we transferred for three years. He was an RAF officer, who was also an Olympic Track hopeful in his younger years.

My Great-Grandmother, has also fascinated me. I only knew her as an infant, but my mother told me loads of stories about her. She was the first to get a high school diploma and earn a teaching certificate in the early 1900's. She could recite Caesar's Gallic Wars in Latin from memory after she went blind. She also taught in a one room school house with a wood burning stove. Her life began just after the end of the Civil War and ended the year we landed on the moon. I was two the year she died, but I still come across notes she wrote in books to me.

The architect from Scotland that my husband and I met through the Studebaker Driving Club is also very interesting. He designed the tea room addition to Edinburgh Castle. His wife is an expert on the Stewart dynasty, and raises Scottish Deer Hounds. He is also a distant cousin of Sir Ernest Henry Shackleton, the Irish explorer.

Neat question, I had to think a while to come up with an answer. Of course, I could add in my parents and brother, but I tend to brag about them to much as it is.

J.

My good friend with 7 children... and that is how I always refer to her. I have no idea why I just do. We met at work a couple of years back. The "gossip around the office" was that I was bad news and she should stay away from me. Well, now 5 years later we talk every single day. The weird part is tho our relationship is all texting and phone calls. We live 10 miles apart and only see eachother maybe once or twice a year. She has a very hectic life, obviously with 7 children, but we are eachothers shoulders to cry on. We have to check in with each other every day and see how the other is doing, but our lives just don't have time right now to do "play dates" or "lunches" so we talk when we get 5 mins here and/or there. I think I find her so fascinating and interesting b/c after meeting for the first time (I interviewed her for her job/position) we just instantly conncected and we have both been open books to eachother. I think it is hard to find that in someone in todays society. We can just easily talk about anything or everything.

My husband....among other people I met years ago. I consider my husband very interesting person, he speaks and writes 4 languages fluently, he talks about every topic, It is so fun to talk to him and listen to him. He has a special way of seeing things, he has traveled to several countries and he is funny, he's just interesting to be with him. He reads a lot and we read together whenever possible, we run together and he always has a wise word to make my day better. He is liked very much by people we know or meet somewhere, he is just capable of have a nice conversation with a 80 year-old man or a 5 year old boy....My kid's friends (10 and 11 years old kids) always says to my husband:"I like you very much Mr.......!!!"
Sorry, I don't want to brag about it.....I could go on and on...he is just my interesting person!

*****....OOps I didn't read your post before ABM, I' m reading it now.........what a sweet coincidence!******