Two Truths and a Lie...

I'm all about icebreakers. In fact, this introvert relies on them because small talk is no strength of mine. Icebreakers come with rules, and give me little opportunity to get all awkward like I do. So, when my friend Liz from Random Thoughts of a Lutheran Geek (who has been privy more than once to my social awkwardness in group situations) dreamed up this blog carnival, I was all for it!

Here's the deal, you get to play along! Start here, try to figure out which one of the following statements is my lie, make sure you leave a comment with your guess, and then link away to your hearts content to the blogs below, make sure you leave them comments too! If you have a blog, and want to play, too -- link up! On Monday, I'll tell you the answer here, and all my bloggy friends will do the same on their own blogs. Sound like fun? I knew you'd be in...

Here goes:

OMG, THIS WAS FUN!

You are all gonna die because most of you were WRONG!!!!!!

1. When Donny Osmond toured to Minneapolis with Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, I was in one of the choirs that performed onstage during the production. LIE! BIG FAT FATTY FAT LIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!!! Donny toured in Joseph when I was in high school. I was waaaaaaaay too old to be in the choir. I definitely wanted to be though, and don't think for one moment that I didn't have every word memorized. I can barely carry a tune, like you would need to put it in a backpack for me and tell me where to drop it. Friends can attest to this... and if they are unwilling - my high school music teacher (Ms. Thompson) who told me how much I sucked when I was in Guys and Dolls would be more than happy to tell you why her words are the sole reason I, AKA Bitter Betty will barely sing anymore (except to my children and in church - because All God's Children...)

2. My maiden name is Brady, and I am related to Tom Brady. Yes. Technically I am related to Tom Brady. Not THE Tom Brady. My dad and grandfather are both named Tom Brady. To my knowledge, neither of them show a great talent in the way of football, though.

3. I went to a B-52s concert with Barry Williams (Greg Brady from the Brady Bunch). Sooooo true. Funny story. When Mr. Lindstrom worked for the local NBC affiliate (for which he won an Emmy award as a producer... and for which I am greatly proud), we were fortunate enough to go on a trip to Disney World when they opened a new ride, Mission To Mars. Okay, Mr. Lindstrom went for work, and I paid my way... just for the fun of it. We think it was 2003 or 2004 - we know it was after we were married (2002) and before we had kids (2005). One evening's festivities included a B52s concert. For reasons unknown to me, Barry Williams was in attendance, and he somehow ended up standing right beside me. Perhaps I'd had a couple Chardonnays by the time I told him that my last name was Brady and I loved him. He left within seconds. Our time together was short lived and amazingly awkward... but I like to refer to it as the time I went to a B52s concert with Barry Williams. Tin Roof, Rusted.

Pretty fun, right? Now I've got you noodling. Don't forget to guess by commenting - and then make sure you come back Monday to see how you fared. Most importantly, hop around to these awesome blogs below! Play along!