All right doggone it, if everyone else is going to answer I am too. But you’ll see, I lead a calm peaceful (some would say dull) life.
Stood on top of a very high mountain or cliff, looking down at the countryside or out to sea?
Lay on your back on a hot summer's night, listening to the crickets chirping and watching the satellites as they chase each other across the heavens?
Not in a long time, but often as a kid. Nick and I will sometimes lay in lawn chairs when they’ve predicted a meteor shower in our area, but usually there is too much light to see them.
Skinny dipped at midnight?
Probably not at midnight – thankfully our neighbors go to bed early and we skinny dip around nine or so.
Intentionally or inadvertently swum with sharks?
I’m guessing if you’ve been in the ocean at all means you swum with sharks, but I’ve never seen one while swimming.
Broken a bone in your body?
Nope and I’m sure hoping to keep it that way.
Driven a car at speeds in excess of 120 mph?
Nope, but if people would get out of my way on the interstate I could run around 80 or so.
Played "Pooh Sticks"?
Never heard of it.
Run in a "pancake" race?
I’m guessing that would involve running so, no.
Have your eyelashes dyed?
I’ve never even worn mascara.
Ridden a horse naked?
Again no and I’m not going to. I’m with Cassie on this, there are some places I don’t need animal hair.
Punted down the river?
Playing tennis in a short white tennis skirt whilst wearing minimal knickers?
I’ve never played tennis and let me confess right now I like my granny panties – well, Jockey’s for Her, French cut, briefs. They are comfortable and don’t ride up. I don’t think I’ll be trading them in for a thong any time soon.
Helped an inebriated husband up the stairs at 2 in the morning?
No for two reasons. First, we don’t have stairs. Second, he’s just not that big a drinker. He enjoys a few beers when we’re out, maybe a margarita or a glass of wine but even though he has me drive when he’s had some to drink I’ve never seen him where I could even tell he was feeling a buzz.
Been too scared to get out of a swimming pool whilst on holiday, due to a very large Doberman sitting on the edge watching you?
Not even close.
Sat in a deck chair happily whilst the sound of leather on willow echoes distantly in your ears?
I don’t think so.
Taken a ride on the Maid of the Mist under Niagara Falls?
Yes, I was seven and they couldn’t find a rain outfit small enough for me on the boat so I wore one about three times too large.
Climbed up something and been too scared witless to climb back down?
Maybe as a kid, but I know better than to climb up on things now.
Too liberal with "Eau de Cologne" which then ran down where it shouldn't inside knickers?
Made snow angels?
Lost a shoe in a ploughed field in a moonlight walk home after a party?
Not even once.
Shrieked loudly, due to being spanked hard, and frightened away a visitor who ran back down the drive and now you will never know who was about to knock at your door?
Nope, I’m nearly a silent spankee. Probably my problem, I hold everything in. I’ve barely gotten an ‘oww…, that hurts’ out. I think Nick would like me to be more vocal, I’m working on it.