my 100 things

- If you told me when I moved to Africa that I’d marry a South African, I’d have said you were smokin’ something.
- Eight years ago I married my fair skinned, blue eyed, blonde-haired, 100% African McHotty.
- He’s the only man I’ve ever kissed.
- I got my hair cut really short in fifth grade.
- I looked like a pretty boy; I swear, my school pictures from that year should be burned.
- As an adult, I really wished I could have Meg Ryan’s hair,
- but was afraid of looking butt-ugly again.
- After years of deliberating, I finally chopped my locks off.
- I loved it.
- Husband didn’t.
- It’s currently growing out again.
- I’m a pillow snob
- because sleeping on the wrong pillow locks my neck up.
- I hate how that makes me sound like an old lady.
- I’m really only a pillow snob because I landed on my head as a child.
- I wasn’t dropped;
- I was catapulted. (I’m not kidding.)
- I’ve never broken a bone
- or been stung by a bee.
- But I almost died from Tick Bite Fever my first year in Africa,
- and I pretty much always have some degree of pain somewhere in my body.
- I get motion sickness pretty easily.
- I’ve been known to feed the fish on boating trips
- and use the little lunch bags on small airplanes.
- I squirm at the mere mention of needles
- and the sight of blood makes me react with very strange sounds,
- but typically I can’t look away for long.
- (Unless it’s a bloody nose, which I need to be as far away from as possible.)
- Yet I love watching medical and crime dramas on TV.
- I love sleep
- and could easily take in twelve hours every night,
- but I tend to stall falling asleep as long as I possibly can
- because I hate the lag time between closing my eyes and actually slumbering.
- My iPod has 14.1 days worth of songs on it.
- Music resonates with my heart in ways I can’t describe,
- but I’m not a musician.
- Although I did play piano for a while when I was really young.
- I often sing as though I actually can,
- but the reality is I cannot.
- I wish I could play guitar
- and sing,
- and do both at the same time.
- I secretly envy those who can.
- I love writing, but not by hand—
- so I’ve never been a consistent journaler (which surprises most people).
- Backspace is my BFF.
- I type pretty fast but make lots of mistakes.
- Typos are one of my biggest pet peeves.
- I have more books than I have shelves for,
- which I consider a good problem to have
- but still a problem nonetheless.
- I love eating out,
- which makes it a bummer that I live in a town with only five dining-out options,
- one of which is KFC.
- I don’t consider KFC a dining-out option.
- I suck at sports
- but I love watching them,
- even when I don’t know what’s going on,
- and I inevitably cheer louder than I probably should.
- I’m ashamed to admit I was a cheerleader
- and that my graduating class was only ten students.
- We were all girls.
- I got straight As all through school
- and hated getting lower than 99% on anything,
- cause that was already less than what I should have achieved.
- I don’t think I would have done nearly as well in college
- but would have still been driven to try.
- Some days I regret never going.
- Some days I’m even embarrassed that I didn’t.
- I love taking pictures
- and would love to take a photography course so I actually knew what I was doing,
- but, to be honest, I lack the umph to really do it.
- I’m lazier than I like to think I am.
- I have a difficult time declaring favorites
- or voicing an opinion.
- Which makes me feel like the chick in Runaway Bride, who didn’t know how she liked her eggs cooked.
- That movie is one of my favorites.
- And I wish I had some of Julia Roberts’ height. (Does she really need 44″ from hip to toe?)
- As a child, I used to stick out my tongue when I was concentrating.
- Thankfully I broke that habit
- by sucking in my lips.
- Now I look like I’m impersonating a toothless senior citizen anytime I’m working on my computer.
- I have no idea how to break this habit.
- I used to hate to shower.
- So much so that my parents made me a t-shirt that read “Try Soap”.
- I wore it with pride.
- I’ve never consistently brushed my teeth before bed
- or washed my face at the end of the day.
- Yet I wish I had whiter teeth
- and a better complexion.
- I like things to be in order, like my desk and kitchen counters,
- but they’re usually not.
- I pride myself on my diligence,
- but I typically procrastinate.
- I hover whenever I use a public restroom,
- and I almost always flush with my foot.
- I hang my head as I admit that I typically only wash my hands when someone is with me.
- I know God made me me for a reason—quirks and all—
- and I’m confident of His overwhelming love for me
- despite my faltering faith.
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just checkin’ in here at g & g to see how things are going…
Are we the same person? HA! That is some amazing writing there. I loved reading all of it. Amazing how much we have in common.
It’s a shame that Africa and Kentucky are so far away because judging by this post, we could be great friends. Maybe we could have a virtual lunch together someday at KFC. Ha!
Your writing is great and I look forward to reading more from you…
in in atlanta for the next while, so i’m a little closer than i’d normally be!
yay! im a foot flusher too.
you were a cheerleader?? hmm.
:: hanging my head in shame ::
So. Um. Why are you growing your hair out if you really liked it short?
good question…
I think I am going to copy your idea and do a 100 thing page. Or, actually, I am not sure I could come up with 100…maybe 50? ;-) This looks like it was so much fun!
By the way:
1. I have a hard time declaring favorites too
2. I am an awful singer, but I love it
3. I never finished college, and have a lot of the same feelings about it you do.
I think I’ll save the rest for my list!
it went around for a while as the thing to do for your 100th post. i did it a tad bit late. in honor of my 600th!