My sweet friend Cassie sent me this “Honest Scrap” award/chain-blog/thing. I am not only an inconsistent blogger, but also a TERRIBLE chain letter, survey responder, so I assume she probably thought I wouldn’t do this. However, I am going to attempt to fulfill the challenge of coming up with 10 honest/half-way interesting things about myself and then leave the passing it along to whoever wants to do it. No pressure. I am clearly ignoring rules 3 and 4. You should check out Cassie’s blog and follow her adventures as she prepares to move a bit West (SAD!) and everything in between.
Rules for the award:
1. Must thank the person who gave you the award and list their blog and link it.
2. Share “10 Honest things” about yourself.
3. Present this award to 7 others whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design, or those who have encouraged you.
4. Tell those 7 people they’ve been awarded HONEST SCRAP and inform them of these guidelines in receiving the award.
10 Honest Things about ME
1. I am a connoisseur of maccaroni and cheese– I have seriously tried it at almost every restaurant that I’ve ever been to that serves it. If you are wondering, Bottega Cafe is my favorite, but John’s Diner, J. Alexander’s, and O’Carr’s are all real contenders and deserve honorable mentions.
2. I used to be terrified of dogs and completely confused by people’s animal obsession. I am now one of those animal crazies. I honestly believe Oliver has changed me for the better and I can’t imagine our life without him. Wow, that sounded really cheesy, but you get it.
3. I am a crazy perfectionist and over achiever. My family used to joke that I had “over-achiever syndrome;” it’s a sickness that translates into all sorts of other issues–I over analyze, function best in highly structured environments, make insane lists and prefer always having a plan…wow, I sound like a real blast, right?
4. I was diagnosed with melanoma in the summer of 2006 and had to have surgery to remove two spots. I’ve fortunately not had any other incidents, but have to wear SPF EVERY day, (thus preventing me from any sort of tan) and go to the dermatologist every 6 months. This is why I am ghostly pale–no real tans for me. That being said, I’m always looking for a good self tanner. This often frustrates me, but Brad consistently reminds me that pale is better than sick or well.. not living.
5. I hate to run out of anything. I consistently go to the grocery store to replenish anything nearing the bottom of the container. I have all sorts of back ups and back-ups for my back-ups.
6. I eat more snacks than anyone you will ever meet. I never leave home without at least a granola bar or something in my purse (usually an assortment of somethings); I have an entire drawer devoted to snacks at work and I panic if I somehow manage to leave home without a little pick me up. I’m not afraid of variety either, don’t be alarmed if you notice a pudding cup and a spoon in my purse, or a baggie full of cheese. It’s weird, but I need my snacks.
7. I have had a lot of really fun jobs (that have taught me tons), but I have realized that very few people actually understand what I do or where I work. I’m okay with that, public relations is a bit more vague and harder to define than some of the more traditional jobs.
8. I was the only kid in elementary school that consistently hailed Pretty Woman as my favorite movie. It’s a classic fairytale, minus the whole prostitute part.
9. I have become much more easygoing over the last few years. I’ll always be at least a little intense (see #3), but I’m chilling out a little bit. I’m not sure if it’s me getting older, or if it’s being married to Brad, but silly things bother me much less. I’m making progress.
10. I tend to be a bit old fashioned and I sometimes seem to be a granny living in a 25 year old’s body. I rarely ever wear anything that shows my arms and legs at the same time, I nervously drive with two hands on the wheel, I prefer hand written notes and real invitations to e-mail and e-vites, I hate going out in the rain, I get sleepy way too early, the list goes on and on. Brad makes fun of me for this pretty much all the time.