Thursday, July 06, 2006

100 Posts, 100 Things

I am sensitive, but I hide it (very) well. (the word very was added by Chosen One)
I multi task WAY too much. I am working on it.
I love Rock & Roll.
Can barely handle Country.
I could care less if my kids track mud in the house.
I love rice with any kind of gravy.
I have had stitches twice in my head and twice in my tummy. Thankful I remember none of it.
I have never broken a bone.
I don’t really enjoy talking on the phone.
I drive an 8 year old minivan.
I am blind as a bat.
I have a tattoo on my ankle.
I hate to sweat.
Hate. It.
I have always lived in the same town.
I was an only child for 9 years.
Then my sister was born. We both feel like only children.
My grandmother passed away when I was in 6th grade. I miss her so much. I often wonder what a conversation with her would be like now. I wish she could give me advice on raising my kids.
I could wear a t-shirt everyday. Every. Day.
I love reading but do not read well.
I have a dark sense of humor.
My first concert was Ricky Skaggs with my parents.
My next concert was Metallica. Without my parents.
I married a man to sweet for me.
I prefer to be alone.
When I was a kid I was an incredibly picky eater.
Now I will try almost anything.
I do not enjoy drinking, liquor that is.
I read fairly quickly.
I can not spell to save my life!
I once ran a home daycare.
I once cleaned houses.
I once answered 911 calls.
I once inventoried items from crime scenes.
I once fingerprinted inmates.
That was actually my favorite job.
I was married when I was 19.
Divorced by 21.
Married again at 23.
I am still hanging on to him.
I take college classes and think I know my major but can never really decide.
I just enjoy learning.
I like to paint my walls too much. So says Chosen One.
When I was young I looked forward to spring break so that I could clean all the closets in the house.
I was diagnosed with OCD when I was 32. Go figure!
I used to FREAK out when the clothes were not sorted like the colors in the rainbow.
Now I am medicated and could care less.
Almost!
I am not good with hand eye coordination sports. ie~ tennis, racquetball, baseball.
I often make lists and then OFTEN never look at them again until I find them days later underneath something.
I have awful skin. I think my first break out was at 12 and it has not ever stopped. Luckily though I do not have scarring, it was never that bad but has been constant.
If I could have plastic surgery I would have a mole removed from my nose and a tummy tuck after I am done having kids.
I do have nice feet, though, that counts for something.
Chosen One says I have nice hands.
I am ADDICTED to Dr. Pepper.
When I was 11 I went to church camp and they scared me so badly about a ghost that I am still scared of the dark.
I don’t think I will send my kids to camp because of it.
I love the color green.
And purple.
I am not real big on shoes. As in I have only a few necessary pairs.
I always have my toes painted.
Sometimes I am to harsh.
But always honest.
Some people don’t want honesty. I have learned that more as I get older.
I love my feet rubbed but will only let Chosen One do it.
I am very ticklish.
When my sister was born I couldn’t even be in the same room when my mother was putting baby lotion on her. I am that. ticklish. Makes me giggle just thinking about it.
I like to hear someone really laugh.
I love “You’ve Got Mail”. I want to have a “shop around the corner”.
I am always drawn to people that are older than me.
But I married someone younger.
I want to go to Africa.
I love books. Of any kind. I have too many. So says the Chosen One.
I have never watched Star Trek. Not one single episode.
I wish I could be an artist.
I do not drink coffee.
But I MUST have a Dr. Pepper.
I love me a sharp pencil. What is that about?.
I do not like homemade mac and cheese. I prefer the stuff in the blue box. Really.
I sometimes eat just hominy for dinner. With a little salt and pepper. This grosses Chosen One out.
I like pictures of trees. Just trees. Nothing else.
I wish I could be on Jeopardy.
But I know I would embarrass myself.
Coming up with 100 things is hard.
I have loads of girlfriends.
But very few close friends.
I have a hard time walking away from a friendship.
I think I have only done it twice in my life.
I suffer from migraines.
I can remember being in elementary school and coming home and going to bed with headaches.
I love to sleep. I mean A LOT.
I will only sleep on satin pillowcases. My mother taught me how to make my own.
I learned to sew when I was four, with my grandmother.
I file my nails everyday. Just a touch up here in there.
I am stuck on routines. I sometimes get lost if I get out of step.
I sometimes think I was born in the wrong era.
I have a headache right now that is making it hard to concentrate.
But I am almost done.
I am a procrastinator when it comes to paying bills.
ONE HUNDRED: I strive to be an honest, genuine person. Every single day. Sometimes I get caught up in the “regular stuff” and forget my mission but am always thankful I get to start over fresh the next day.

There you go, Lyn in a nutshell!

3 comments:

capello said...

I'm right with you with the stuff in the blue box. The best one is the three cheese and shells.

Of course, I can't have it anymore because of my wheat allergy, but it was very yummy.

lindiepindie said...

Wow- that couldn't have been easy to finish! I get migraines as well, worse in the summer. I'm wondering if staring at the computer screen to blog is making them worse.

beck said...

addicted to dr pepper. tsk tsk tsk... well - it's your ONE and ONLY flaw. ;-) that was an impressive list. i like it.