Last week we talked about what we’d change about ourselves, so this week we thought we’d go the opposite direction and talk about some of our hidden talents. Read on to learn about our random skills — and then share yours in the comments!
Not to brag… actually I guess I am bragging. I’m remarkably good at spelling. I even know all those odd “i before e, except after c” exceptions. Probably because I started reading my way through an unabridged dictionary when I was in the third grade. I was deadly serious about the spelling bee. (I did pretty well on that front, by the way. I won grade-wide at my school four times and school-wide twice, advancing to the county competition.) Of course, my mad spelling skills were more impressive back before Spell Check came on the scene. Other reporters in the newsroom would call out, “Hey, Vickie, how do you spell…?” Obviously, they could have just checked the dictionary in the newsroom, but that might have required getting out of their chair.
If any of you watched JUST SHOOT ME, you’ll remember the magazine covers that were used as interstitials between scenes. Those covers needed catchy, punny article titles. Since I was the only one on that particular staff who had experience writing for magazines, I became the go-to for those titles. I wish I remembered more of them, but two stand out in my memories, one of which didn’t see the light of day because they cut back the order in the last season. “Emotional Baggage” – which of course would have been an article about great luggage – did make it. “Whose Sari Now?” didn’t. (The subtitle was about how Indian style was the hot new trend.) So if you need a punny title for an upcoming cozy, I’m your gal. Then again, pretty much all of us Chicks are.
Most of my so-called “skills” have sadly melted away, like all that ice I used to skate on. I once played first clarinet (I wanted to play flute but inherited my sister’s instrument), was almost fluent in French, and raced a mean backstroke (my Australian Crawl was just that). Weirdly, though, I seemed to have a talent for archery. I thought my Wilhelmina Tell days were over but I may be hitting the range again. Last Christmas my Millennial son put a target on his wish list, to go with his new crossbow (he lives in NYC). And I just learned that my 7-year-old granddaughter fell in love with the sport during spring break at Harry Potter camp. Maybe there’s an archery gene. Step aside, Katniss and Geena Davis!
First of all, I would have been an amazing contestant on Name That Tune because I can identify obscure songs with breathtaking speed. Unfortunately, the show was before my time, rendering my number-one secret skill completely useless. I also have a Ninja-like knack for scoring rock-star parking. But I’m the most proud of my talent for rescuing lost dogs while on vacation. Apparently, being on vacation is the secret ingredient, because it’s happened four times now, versus just once in my everyday life. I’m particularly proud of the scared, muddy dog that I lured into my rental car in the middle of a national forest in Washington State. I even reunited him with his owners, who were beside themselves because he was deaf and couldn’t hear them calling him!
This is a proven scientific fact because my husband and I once measured it at some sort of machine at a museum in Canada: I have cat-like reflexes. I just thought I was pretty lucky about catching things I’d dropped before they hit the ground. But no. It’s ACTUALLY cat-like. Science says so. (At least according to the chart posted above the museum exhibit.) And it happens on the regular: I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve dropped (and caught) the wand while applying mascara. Or small grocery items. But I think the real question is: why do I drop stuff so much?
Okay, readers, you’re up! Share your secret skills and hidden talents in the comments below.
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