10 Things You Might Not Be Able to Say About Yourself (And Probably Don’t Want To)
Kristi tagged me for a meme some time ago, and I like Kristi, so here it is.
10 Ways I’m Different From You:
10. I love funky patterns and prints on my socks and tights, and I will even wear them with formalwear. And Converses.
9. When on an airplane, I line up the peanuts next to one another and separate the halves from the wholes. I don’t know why, but probably to pass the time.
8. I once attended a nighttime launch for Space Shuttle Atlantis (I highly recommend this to everyone in the world—it’s an amazing sight) and a woman sat down on my blanket without invitation. She went on to participate in conversation I was having with my friend and my brother by telling us weird stories about her dating life. Her stories were met with awkward silence, but she continued to tell them anyway. To top it off, during one of the awkward silences, she farted—on MY blanket—and said, “Oh. Excuse Me.”After she left, my brother hissed at me, “Why do you always attract the weirdos?”
7. I am often questioned about my ethnicity. Past guesses have included Hawaiian, Mexican, Mulatto, Cuban, Columbian, Polynesian, American Indian, and just about every Asian concoction you can imagine. On an acting resume, this is called “The Multiethnic Look.”
6. I think it’s funny to wrap random pieces of furniture with Reynold’s Wrap. You should see our Christmas tree’s star.
5. I used to have an apple orchard of 150 trees and can make just about anything out of an apple.
4. I shared a bedroom with my grandmother until I was in seventh grade.
3. I am a wedding addict. I have been the maid of honor in one wedding, a grooms-maid in one wedding, and a bridesmaid in four weddings. I have one wedding in the works where I will be a bridesmaid, and two probabilities of being a bridesmaid in the future. I have also been a reader and a flower girl.
2. I would like to see the sun set over every ocean. Two down, two to go.
1. When I was in sixth grade, I was second baseman in a softball game, and I was hit by a power grounder on my knee and it resulted in a bump. When it first happened, I said it hurt a lot for me to kneel in church, but my mother made me do it anyway, and accused me of making it up. Although the pain subsided after a year or so, this bump NEVER WENT AWAY. No one has ever believed this story. I finally found out this year that this is a condition called Osgood Schlatter Disease. And satisfaction is mine.
I’m not tagging anyone. Aren’t the post-holidays stressful enough?
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You’re so much cooler than me. Apple orchards? Crazy knee injuries? Strangers passing gas on your blanket?
I’m going to have to bring the big guns next time I do one of these.
Merry post-Christmas!
So if you were stranded on Gilligan’s island, could you make an escape craft from an apple?
Great list. I second Kristi’s coolness comment.
I am often questioned about my ethnicity, too - which is really bizarre, because the answer is “Britishy”.
You owned an apple orchard? I thought I was cool merely because I own one dying old crabtree.
She actually farted… Oh lord. You have the funniest stories Riley… I seriously don’t know how you attract those weirdos either.
Great list.
I totally feel you on the ethnicity thing - and the socks and tights thing as well. Which is not to say that you are not completely unique. Clearly, the peanuts thing makes you unique.