My friend Cindy has a wonderful [blog](http://herethereandback.blogspot.com/) and her posting today was especially insightful. She made a list of interesting things about herself so, since imitation is the best form of flattery, I thought I’d do the same. Cindy, I hope you don’t mind.
* I’m 40 years old, but feel like I’m 27.
* If I’d had a kid when my mom had me, I’d have a 20 year-old right now.
* The thought of having children scares the hell out of me.
* I always thought I’d be a bad mom.
* I’m bad with money.
* I don’t think about retirement.
* I never thought I’d be a metalsmith.
* Sometimes, I look at my work and can’t believe I made it.
* I’m really proud of what I do but rarely compliment myself.
* Sometimes I feel like a hack.
* I obsess about my weight and have for years.
* The night of our first date, my husband told his roommate he was going to marry me.
* I was standing there when he said it.
* I thought he was joking.
* Marrying him was one of the first times in my life I followed my gut instincts.
* Guess I was right. We’ve been married 10 years.
* My sister is one of my best friends.
* I used to hate her. She was an annoying pest.
* Most of my closest friends are people I disliked the first time I met them.
* I haven’t talked to my in-laws in almost three years.
* I don’t miss them.
* Sometimes that feeling makes me feel guilty, but I get over it.
* I’ve known my friend Mary since we were 9.
* She knows more about me than I probably know.
* I love her like a sister.
* In my life I’ve wanted to be a DJ, a hairstylist, a comedienne, a florist and an English teacher.
* I’ve been a DJ. It was for an internship.
* I’m actually proud of the fact I got kicked out of my college sorority.
* I have a major weakness for shoes and accessories.
* This summer I quit drinking red wine and started drinking white again.
* I’m a beer snob.
* I miss having a real job only for the social aspects.
* I have over 75 bottles of nail polish yet my fingernails are bare right now.
* When Steve’s late and I can’t get a hold of him, I sometimes worry that he’s dead.
* Then I wonder if I have to invite his parents to the funeral.
* I miss my grandparents.
* I still remember the phone number of my nana and papa who lived in Springfield.
* I don’t attend church, but consider myself a spiritual person.
* I think organized religion has too many problems.
* I don’t like eating a chain restaurants.
* Except Diet Cokes at McDonald’s.
* If I didn’t have to work out, I never would. At my core, I’m quite lazy.
* This summer I learned belly dancing.
* I’m not very good at it, but it makes me feel good about my body.
* Except it’s the one time I wish I had bigger hips.
* I wouldn’t be who I am today without going through all the crap I went through in my past. For that, I’m grateful.
* I still sometimes think about times I hurt people and wish I never had.
* I’m too sensitive at times and that irritates me.
* I get really mean and angry when I’m sick.
Enough about me. What about you? Care to share anything interesting?
6 responses to “Getting to Know Me”
I love lists. it’s very comforting to make lists if you are attention deficit or obsessive compulsive. Your list is great. Very symmetrical, clear, and entertaining. Yes. It is good.
You don’t really think I’m the originator of this type of list do you? You give me far too much credit. I just wish yours had had a bigger surprise I felt like I knew most of that already.
Except that you’ve switched back to white wine that might be an unforgivable act on your part …
And you’re not the only one who hates to work out; why do you think I’m screwing around on the computer at 8 a.m. rather than out walking?
I switched back because Steve has developed an allergic reaction to sulfites and so he doesn’t drink red. Come visit me and we can open the really good reds I have stored.
I left out some of the shocking stuff because of some of the people who read this. If you want to know anything really interesting, I’ll email you privately!
We want to know the good stuff. Shock and amaze us. I want to read something and say “Really? ….Her?”
Hey, this is a family blog. My mom reads this. Besides, I think you know me well enough to know the good stuff. And it’s really not that great.
I would have been a little mad if someone was wearing black at my wedding. But, than again I don’t really remember anything from my wedding. So maybe not.