So there's this thing going around Instagram tagging people to share twenty random things about themselves. I've been tagged a bunch of times but the idea of typing all that on my phone makes me want to strangle something before even starting. Give me a good old fashioned keyboard, please ;) So I thought I'd share here (might as well make it an official post if I'm gonna do all that thinking and typing, amiright?) and then I can copy and paste to the IG, too.
Speaking of Instagram, I ended up making my account private after reading and hearing some very concerning and ugly things about the safety of our kids and pictures. I'd love to have you follow me and if you look non-suspicious I'll accept your request. But gotta do what I can to protect these little people, you know? Sorry the feed is no longer available in the sidebar or for those not on IG :( Tell Instagram that they need to do a better job of safeguarding our images and I will totally change it back to public.
Okay, on to twenty things you never knew you wanted to know about me...
I picked my Confirmation name because it was pretty. Bernadette. I'm still waiting to feel some sort of connection with her and I feel guilty that I kind of wish I had picked something with a bit more personal meaning. Not that she's not awesome but I probably should have had a deeper meaning to my choice, huh?
My nicknames growing up were Goose, Mary-Tware, Ant, Shotgun, Kiwi, Foze, and Mofo.
I've never broken a real bone but in one year in high school, I managed to have my nose broken and my ACL torn. The nose incident happened in my friend Megan's pool when someone jumped in and I was underwater where they jumped. I still feel badly about the blood and the mess they must've had to clean up while I went to the E.R. You can still see a tiny bump and scar on my nose. The knee required only arthroscopic surgery to "clean things up" but I don't have a real ligament in my right knee. It still acts up from time to time.
In high school I think I attended four Barenaked Ladies concerts. They were my fave. But I never threw macaroni and cheese because that's just gross.
I am definitely a sufferer of Angry Resting Face. (I know, others prefer to call it by a stronger name but I don't like swearing….which doesn't mean I don't sometimes do it in a heat of the moment thing but I don't like using it in normal convo, you know?) My lips naturally turn down and even when I may be perfectly fine and just thinking, I look way too serious and I think people really get the wrong impression of me sometimes. It makes me sad. Seriously, people, it's just my face. #thestruggleisreal
I love throwing things away. Not in a wasteful way but I gain a lot of satisfaction by detaching myself from clutter and if I may say so, I am really really good at keeping clutter out of my home and inbox and life.
But I am very bad at making small decisions. Choosing the restaurant, what to order on the menu, color choices, clothes shopping. They put me in a small state of panic. Malls are my purgatory…all the choices!
My first car was a boxy VW Jetta that I bought myself and I loved it. When I finally had to sell it, I got $200 for it. I've also owned a Mazda Protege (stick), Mazda 626, Nissan Altima (short-lived…got rear ended and it was totaled), Hyundai Santa Fe, Toyota Sienna, and now a Hyundai Entourage (that I need to hit with an umbrella to make start).
Despite growing up in a house with five sisters, I am abysmally bad at things like makeup and hair and putting outfits together.
Which is probably because I was mostly a tomboy growing up, though I don't really like that word. I loved collecting bugs, climbing trees, playing with my brother, and finding or buying various creature pets to keep in my room…hamsters, fish, salamanders, rats, mice, cats, stick bugs… I couldn't stand anything I considered girly. I used my First Communion money to buy a "science table" (which was really an MDF microwave cart) to store my microscope, ant farm, and various other sciency things.
For several years during that time I wanted to be an entomologist. I don't at all desire that in the least anymore.
Several times growing up I saw one of our cats give birth. Looking back, I wonder if that's what helped me to view birth as a normal and really cool thing.
I don't like bananas, pictures of myself, the feel of velvet, wet hair, confrontation, and those stringy, ligamenty things in whales' mouths that they use to filter their food.
I wish in college I had double majored and gotten a nursing degree. That would put me way ahead now in pursuing a midwifery degree. At this point, the requirements and time would put me near retirement.
I really wish I had curly hair. For most of my life it was partly wavy but in the last few years has gotten bone straight. I think curly hair fits me better.
I have a huge fear of heights. And while I love the beach, the idea of the ocean totally freaks me out. So does outer space.
I went through weird period of my life where the idea of heaven completely terrified me. I was in fourth or fifth grade and would cry in bed thinking about it. It was something about the idea of eternity and going on and on forever. A friend of mine recently shared that she went through the same thing and it was surprisingly comforting that I wasn't the only one. Now I can't wait for it. Rest and all.
Okay, now another way weirder phase…for a short bit of time I used to pull off my toenails. I think I did it five or six times. Isn't that messed up? Seriously, though. What was wrong with me?
I first started college with a pre-law major. I would have made a heck of a lawyer.
I love singing. I will never ever be a soloist but I can carry a tune. I was once asked when I felt most alive and the first thing that came to me is when I am singing praise and worship with a safe and like-minded group of people.
So…that's it. Now you can tell me one random thing about you so I don't feel so weird :)
Oh, I'm supposed to include a photo, huh? Instagram and all…
No, but seriously, pictures of yourself are the worst.
#blackandwhiteismoreflattering #swollenpregnantface #doneramblingaboutmyselfnow
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