Mon 30 Nov 2009
whew–made it! and now enough about me…
Posted by Compulsive Writer under talk amongst yourselves[15] Comments
as a side note: ever notice what a comment killer google reader can be? ah well.
i met my goal of posting every day for the month of november and now you i-mean-i get to go on vacation. but before i do i wanted to bring back one of my favorite posts about you that i did last year.
it’s called three things and all it means is that in the comments section you get to reveal three things about yourself
…and at least one of them must surprise me.
go.
November 30th, 2009 at 11:56 pm
My husband is the oldest boy of 12 boys in a family of 16 kids (that would make the other 4 kids girls… did any of that make sense?) and his mom is someone I love being compared to because she is my hero.
For one week in high school I lived off of donuts, ice cream, Pepsi and Red Vines on a dare. It makes me sick to think of it now but at the time I was in heaven.
My parents are both Deaf so American Sign Language is my first language and the language I am most comfortable using.
December 1st, 2009 at 12:10 am
The top front/right tooth in my mouth is completely fake.
I still have never eaten at Bombay House.
I can’t make it to the gym tomorrow morning (surprise!), but I will be there on Wednesday.
December 1st, 2009 at 12:40 am
I am left handed
I am thinking of writing a book and calling it, “The best places to whistle”
I used to be very shy
December 1st, 2009 at 9:13 am
I am proud to say that I am a reformed (seriously) picky eater.
Even if I manage to shower before noon, I usually just put on a clean pair of jammies if I know I don’t have anywhere to go. (Comfort over fashion!)
I can pick up things with my toes. They are amazingly strong and opposable. This may go back to a filmstrip I watched in elementary school that featured a woman who didn’t have any arms and had to use her feet for everything–I tried it out, but I’m not ready to give up my arms yet.
December 1st, 2009 at 9:42 am
gerb–wow. your mil is my hero, too.
~j–we might have to remedy that bombay house thing (unless you like it that way). i didn’t make it to the gym either. tuesday is my yoga day. see you tomorrow morning, though. dark and early.
carrot–you, shy? nuh-uh. you are still my favorite stalker, btw.
lindsey–we need to get together! i love my favorite jammies and i miss those pj days. i wish i could wear mine to work. and you are a multi-talented woman, picking up things w/ your toes.
December 1st, 2009 at 11:05 am
I hate fish. I hate it. I hate the smell, the taste, the texture, EVERYTHING. And I especially hate it when people try to talk me into liking it by saying “but it doesn’t even taste fishy”. What? Well then what’s the point of eating fish if it doesn’t taste like fish? That’s like trying to convince me to eat steak by saying it doesn’t taste like steak so it must be good. FLAWED LOGIC.
A few days after I had my baby I looked, you know, down there, with a hand mirror just to survey the damage. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.
I have social anxieties. You wouldn’t know it by meeting me, but meeting new people freaks me out and I hate the awkward getting to know you part. I hate it so much I avoid it at all costs. That luncheon the other day at Blue Lemon was almost my worst nightmare. I say almost because at least no one got fish and tried to convince me to try it.
December 1st, 2009 at 3:00 pm
I love to shovel snow. Love it.
My mom makes this side dish of carrots and turnips, mashed. If I put even a hint of it on my tongue, I will vomit. All through my childhood she thought I was faking it. But I wasn’t.
I am a hermit. I love never leaving my house and talking to anyone. Ever. If I could spend all week in my house alone, I would.
December 1st, 2009 at 3:28 pm
I’ve had plastic surgery on my ears.
I’ve never been skiing in Utah.
I got my first migraine at the age of 6.
December 1st, 2009 at 7:22 pm
I can quote almost any movie, word for word. One of my favorite things to do with my friends is quote wars. (Yeah, yeah, I know. Lame. Don’t judge.)
I’m more than a little in love with the actor David Boreanaz. He’s basically one of the most attractive males I’ve ever seen, even if I’ve only seen him on TV. He also happens to be incredibly in love with his wife, and a great dad, which make him all the more attractive to me. … Is that weird?
I love tacos. And not just any tacos – Taco Bell tacos. I crave them all the time, particularly at night. It got to the point that my roommate last year bought me Tacos at Midnight flavored Doritos so that I’d stop nagging her in the early hours of the morning to make a taco run with me.
And I love you. But that’s no secret!
December 1st, 2009 at 9:29 pm
I don’t know who Leah Jean is, but I think she is my long lost twin. Except, for me, it is Taco Bell Baja Chalupas.
December 1st, 2009 at 10:00 pm
kalli–you crack me up girl. i think we need to go out and eat steak together sometime. sometimes soon.
la yen–so with you on the snow shoveling. my neighbors think i am nuts.
annette–ouch! to all three. i haven’t been in years, but i do recommend the greatest snow on earth.
leah jean–love you too. and taco bell burrito supreme. i crave them sometimes. don’t ask why, i just do.
la yen–let’s all get together at taco bell next time you’re in town. i know–we could have your baby shower there. you are coming to town for your baby shower, aren’t you?
December 1st, 2009 at 10:24 pm
La Yen – we should definitely be friends.
December 2nd, 2009 at 12:04 am
well, since you don’t know me and I’m a brand new stalker. Anything will surprise you!
I love hot chocolate, from the little packets with mini marshmallows. Made with milk. It’s divine. All year long.
I am having marital issues. And even with everything I am going through, and trying to figure out if it is repairable, I can’t stop thinking about having a baby! Bad timing.
I quit ballet at 14 and have regretted it ever since. Especially when I watch the Nutcracker. Can you live through your children? Kidding…
December 2nd, 2009 at 12:07 am
welcome missing dc–stalkers welcome. best wishes with that marriage/baby thing. truly.
December 2nd, 2009 at 7:42 pm
I closed the office curtains and closed the door behind me and did yoga trance dance naked today. (Try not to picture it.)
I got Facebooked today by an individual who was the key figure in bringing about my almost complete emotional annihilation years ago. I wrote him back, but did not make a move to friend him.
I have a girl-crush on Ana Brett, the Kundalini Yoga DVD master, and we completed our first round of friendly communication today.
Does anything here surprise you, or should i keep trying?