Jennifer Ott of Chaska, MN
"At this point in my life, one thing that I wish I had done that I have not is jump out of a plane. It frightens me and I don't know if I could do it unless someone made me. I don't think I could do it on my own and I would go tandem, because I would otherwise hit the ground. I would want to do it somewhere cool. Not in Minnesota or Wisconsin. Somewhere, maybe France. I did go parasailing in Mexico about 15 years ago. I was scared and filled with fear the whole time, because I don't like heights. But I think it was was a little more reassuring because you are attached to the back of the boat. I would want to jump out of the plane alone, not with my husband, because I would be afraid that he would die. (laughing) I wouldn't want that pressure. (more laughter)"
I want to thank Jennifer for being my first interview for People of Carver County. She is hysterical and I wish that her contagious laughter would translate to print.
I may have been told more than once that I talk too much. So to spare my family and friends much turmoil, this blog was created. Tales of Wonder. Tales of Woe. Often of heartache and love. Stories about my special needs son and my spunky daughter. Moments of Joy and Hope and stories about what I would do differently if given the chance. Stories that only I can tell. Here you find a little of everything. And you will want to return for more.
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