If you really knew me, you'd know...
I'm left-handed and smudge everything when I write, I'm allergic to cinnamon, and I don't just have one baby - I have two. I truly do consider Oliver my baby. I love him, don't judge.
I don't wash my hair everyday... usually two or three days pass between washings -- let's be real, four days happens quite often too.
I was born in Qatar and raised in Cyprus - I had a British accent until I was eight. I hate when people ask me "what are you?" my response is usually "excuse me? I don't understand." If people ask me where I'm from, I usually respond Florida. For the record - if you want to know my ethnicity - I'm half Iranian, a quarter Norwegian and a quarter Irish.
I'm an introvert and I get really uncomfortable in social situations where I don't know people well. I'm really shy, which sometimes comes off as indifferent or bitchy. But yes, sometimes I'm just bitchy.
I read ridiculously fast and I love logic puzzles. I still balance my checkbook (pretty much daily), like with a ledger and pen -- old school, I know.
One of the first things I do when I get home for the day is change into sweatpants -- if I don't have anywhere to go that day, I'm likely not changing out of sweatpants the next morning.
I'm 29 and I still consider my sorority a huge part of my life and joining ZTA one of the best decisions I ever made. It lead me to some of my best friends, my passion and ultimately in a round-about-way my career.
I did not want to have kids until around four years ago -- I made my mother cry when I was in high school because I told her she was never going to be a grandma. [I know, total bitch move]
Losing my father was the most difficult thing I've ever been through - I still have days where I would do anything to talk to him. I don't think I will ever fully get over his death.
I had braces when I was a kid but didn't wear my retainer - so my bottom teeth are all sorts of crooked and I'm super self-conscious about it.
I slept with a stuffed bunny until I got married. I like being the big spoon [hence I swapped out the bunny for a husband].
I love my husband like no other but we bicker a LOT, we're honestly probably really annoying to be around. We squabble daily, but I truly think we have one of the strongest marriages I've ever encountered.
I am not religious - I consider myself agnostic. My father was Episcopalian, my mother is Muslim and I'm married to a Jew.
I am a crybaby. Like - super, super crybaby.
so.
that's me.
what's something I'd only know about you if I really knew you?
those that really know me - what did I leave off?
those that really know me - what did I leave off?
I really love these posts. I did one today, too!
ReplyDeleteI am ALLLLL about the sweatpants. The bigger the better! And I neverrrrrr wore my retainers either. My bottom teeth are crooked too.
I LOVE THIS!!
ReplyDelete"Im married to a Jew" You are so funny! Sweatpants are what I put on EVERY SINGLE DAY when I get out of my work clothes!! I have also been known to grocery shop in them! ZTA for life! And I am very shy when I first meet people too!
I love these posts. I told my mom the same thing when I was in high school. I never wanted to have kids. I even asked whether I could go ahead and get my tubes tied! :) Go figure!
ReplyDeleteI do the old-school ledger balancing too. I don't understand how anyone else keeps track of their checking account any other way!
ReplyDeleteJust found your blog the other day so this is a great intro post for me! I feel you with the braces as a kid thing. I could slap myself for not wearing that damn retainer. I'm now the lady that warns and nags kids to wear their retainer.
ReplyDeleteI love this and loved getting to know you more! I am also a total crybaby... especially in a heated/emotional argument, I usually burst into tears and can't seem to help it.
ReplyDeleteAw, I love it! I also change into sweatpants everyday. If I'm not going anywhere, I change from pj's to sweatpants. And I slept with a stuffed teddy bear until I was almost 26.
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteI'm a cry baby too - it's crazy. I can blame it on pregnancy now, but usually I have no excuse. I cry at the drop of a hat. I mean, seriously, the National Anthem can make me cry. It drives my husband crazy!
ReplyDeleteloooveeeed this one. I am just like you in that as soon as i get home i am in pajamas immediately and not out of them again if im not going anymore.
ReplyDeleteand left handed!! holleeer!
Thaanks for this blog post
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