Four truths and a lie - Updated

I was tagged by Pam at Baby Wanted for this game. I am usually bad at follow through for these things, but since I have nothing else to do with my time these days, I have no excuses.

Here are 5 "facts" about me. One is a lie. Can you guess which one?

1) I am a liturgical dancer at a liberal Catholic church. That means I dance, as part of a group, during mass. Sometimes it is as simple as dancing the bread / wine up the isle. It can be more complex such as interpreting scripture either to music or to the spoken word.

True: Yes, I am an liturgical dancer who does not believe in any sort of divine power. I joined the group while I still considered myself agnostic. I stay in because I like the chance to dance as part of a group with very low commitment and the ladies in the group are wonderful. They also know about my beliefs although I don't think the rest of the congregation does. I may not dance "prayerfully" but I do my best to make the experience more spiritual for the congregation.

2) Before all this infertility stuff, I used to moonlight as a clown at (mostly) children's parties. I can tie a pretty mean balloon animal too.

False: I have tied few balloon animals in my time though. Ok, maybe 10 times in my life.

3) If the definition of "high maintenance patient" is having your OB's home and cell phone numbers, then that's me.

True: My OB has been a part of this IF roller coaster longer than any of my current caregivers and there were a few times when he asked me to call his cell or home numbers. I don't think I abuse the privilege and have used one of his personal lines without prior permission maybe twice in the last 4 years.

4) If it wasn't for Brad's blind optimism and determination, we would not be together today. We were "just friends" for a year and a half when I knew he wanted to date me. After we started dating, I dumped him twice - although I maintain it was a "break" the first time and a misunderstanding the second.

True: That optimism sure keeps me going. In retrospect, I think I was afraid of the commitment. I remember one time after dating for about six months, Brad held up our hands and said, "You love me. You just don't know it yet." He was right.

5) I once broke into the Acropolis in Athens, Greece. Who knew they would have guard dogs on the premises?

True: I was in my early 20's and had spent 6 days in Greece and had not seen a single significant ruin (there were a few along the roadside). It was our last day and we went to see the Acropolis. Who would have predicted it would be closed just because it was a Sunday? I jumped the fence thinking I would just take a quick peek, but I didn't get more than 10 yards in before I heard the dogs. Later, I found out they keep them pinned up, but I wasn't taking that chance.


Please leave your guess in the comments. For those of you with blogs, consider yourself tagged. I promise to update this post in a few days with the answer.