It seems like many people have a new hobby called "Facebooking." I regretfully admit that it has now become a hobby of mine, as well.
Cody was watching me check my Facebook one night, and he asked me if I had to update my status every time I did something new. "Yes." I responded, and he instantly lost his desire to participate in Facebook. Ever.
So since I am neither blogging or updating my status on Facebook with any consistency, I thought I'd snag the most recent meme from Facebook and integrate it into my blog.
Here are 25 Random Things About Me:
1. I delivered my first baby in 31 minutes. No epidural. Nothing.
2. I highly recommend an epidural and had one with my other two deliveries. Ladies, listen to me: There is no extra badge in Heaven for having delivered your baby au natural. And it does not make you more of a hero....er, heroine.
3. I have a slight form of trichotillomania (compulsion to pull my hair out strand by strand), and recently I've discovered my daughter does the same thing.
4. I hate other people's feet. I'll even admit that once my children leave the toddler phase....even their feet become ugly to me. And, oh my gosh, would you people please cut your toenails? Seriously.
5. In high school, I made it to the State competition for Informative Speaking and Lincoln-Douglas Debate. I can sense several of you have just had an "ah-ha" moment about me.
6. I am a mixed-breed. Asian Mommy; White Daddy. I hated this fact about myself until I went to college and realized that it made me unique and different. I lived in a small town and was teased a lot about my ethnicity.
7. I am moody to the point that I think I need medication.
8. I am a clean-freak. My house is always picked up. Stuff is always put in it's place. When things start to pile up (laundry, dishes, clutter, etc.) I get an anxious feeling in my chest.
9. I am not, however, a germ-o-phobe.
10. I have a severe fear of snakes.
11. I do not enjoy girly-movies. No chic flicks for this chic! I hate to cry.
12. Because I hate to cry and really fight the urge to do so, when my husband does see me cry he freaks out. He just kind of stares at me. This makes me feel even more vulnerable, and then I get mad at him. (Which, incidentally, makes me stop crying. Maybe that's his plan......)
13. I had very lenient parents growing up. No curfew, no rules, etc.
14. I get stressed out and overwhelmed as a mother too easily.
15. I was the high school mascot (a little cheerleader) when I was in 2nd and 3rd grade. My dad was the editor of our local paper, and he was covering the mascot/cheerleader try-outs. As he was walking out the door, he asked if I wanted to go with him and try out. I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I guess so." When they called my name as the "winner," I was swinging on the bleachers--completely oblivious that there was even a competition going on.
16. I am, by nature, very lazy.
17. I grew up in a non-Christian home. My sister and I were the ones that the church kids always tried to take to church as guests. Though I accepted God as my savior over and over at revivals, VBS, and mission trips, it wasn't until college that I entered into a meaningful, intimate relationship with Him. I'm thankful that His plan was to bring me to Him later rather than sooner. It was a painful process, but so very worth it.
18. I cannot live without my cell phone and computer.
19. I am a shop-o-holic. And a cheapie. I love to spend money...but only on bargains.
20. I was a decent tennis player in high school, but I had a bad attitude. I used to spit on the tennis court during matches.
21. I have never seen The Passion. I don't think I could bear it.
22. I have an unhealthy habit of reading the horrific headlines from foxnews.com. I also have an unhealthy habit of thinking every male stranger is a child molester.
23. I get nauseous very easily. Motion sickness in the car, on a swing or merry-go-round. I also get sick if I get up early and exercise----which is why I don't. Get up early. Or exercise.
24. I'm not sure what I would do if I ever had to go back to work.
25. I went to Colorado for Spring Break when I was a sophomore in college. For some reason, I had an emotional break down and called my dad crying and asking him if he would come get me (this would have been like a 20 hour trip.) Do you know what my dad said? "If you can catch the next bus to Amarillo, I'll meet you there as soon as I can." Now that's love, people. No questions asked, he was willing to hop in his car and drive through the night for over 15 hours to come get me. Still brings tears to my eyes.............
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8 comments:
I enjoyed your list! I always love a supermom blog! :)
I have considered doing the facebook thing from time to time, but since I KNOW thyself, I would totally waste time I DON'T have on it, so I've just stuck with blogs. But people aren't blogging as often as I would like... maybe they're on facebook? Anyway, sometimes I feel out of it... Kyle at the church said something like, "Everyone is on facebook, you know."
I, uh, am finding a lot of similarities to myself and your list o' 25. Just know that someone out there can relate, sistah!
I hate feet, too. College was the worst--too many Birkenstocks and Tevas (I also obsess over ugly feet in ugly shoes)--I spent way to much time being repulsed by the feet than focused on the class.
#4 made me laugh out loud! :)
#15 (Mascot tryouts) - You forgot to include that your friend taught you how to do a cartwheel while waiting and when it came down to the 2 of you in a "cartwheel" off, yours was better. I think I picked up my 1st baton that afternoon! ;-)
Andrea Berry Stanley
Ok, LAUGHING at your #????, well, the child molester one b/c I, too, have the same phobia/bad habit.
Your last one made me tear up a bit. Sweet Neil! Sorry you were sad. :(
jen ross
This is so cute...I love number 23!
I had completely forgotten about #25. I would have never put you on a bus in Colorado by yourself, thats why I encouraged you to stay. I really didn't want to drive you to Amarillo, although I would have.
SRF
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