6 Things About Me

A friend of mine recently posted this on her own blog. It was a "tag" message (you know, "tag, you're it"). No, she didn't "tag" me; but I was looking for topics & decided to "tag" myself. LOL. So, without further ado... six things you may not have known (but probably did already) about me.

1) I may think I'm not sleepy, but give me 5 seconds of head-on-pillow time & I'm out... even if I just told you I'm wide awake (or just started a really deep conversation). The kick-in-the-pants about this is that I'm a self-professed night owl. I prefer staying up late. Love the late night hours - the quiet, the dark, etc., etc. And usually, I don't really feel that tired when I'm pondering the idea of going to bed. But when I finally give in (usually, to the boredom) and hit the hay, I find that I have no trouble catching those much-elusive-for-some-people Z's. I cannot fathom the thought of lying in the bed awake, thinking, feeling, being bored, etc. I truly feel bad for people who can't go to sleep right away. They do not know the perfection, the sweet sweet no-down-time of the head-hit-your-pillow-out-cold trait.

2) I'm quite OCD about the organization of my clothing. In my closet, shirts are hung by season (short-sleeve vs. long-sleeve) and then by color. Stacks of folded clothes really need to be perfect & straight to meet my approval. Jon's side of the closet drives me insane since he doesn't care what order his shirts are in. I'm not as anal about it as I could be, because I often let the neatness of the whole system slide... but, rest assured, the system is still there even below the piles of clothes on the floor or the shelves!

3) I love knowing things... and I love telling them too. I feel a NEED to know what people around me are talking about... even when it's absolutely none of my business. Come to think of it, I really don't think I believe ANYTHING is none of my business. I like to know it all. The true downfall of that quality is the need-to-tell one that complements it. So, as you can imagine, that might actually deter people from telling me things. So, I'm working on it. I swear I am. There was a Snickers incident years ago that should've taught me a lesson (right, Haley?). But, alas, I have not learned that well. I guess the "nurture" part of my upbringing is deep-rooted. Not that my mom is a "teller." No way, not her.

4) I take secret pics of myself. Get your mind out of the gutter... not like that! Well, not always. Just kidding, people, this is a family blog! Anyway... the bottom line of this one is that I am vain, vain, vain, vain, vain. It's not that I think I'm that pretty. I know I'm not all that. But I quite enjoy the glance into every-single-mirror-I-pass. Maybe it's masochism; maybe it really is vanity... either way, it's very noticeable, I'm sure, if you've ever been with me around a mirror. I'll look right through you to see myself in the mirror. Crazy, I tell ya. So, my camera is my own little personal mirror anytime I choose to pose in front of it. The beauty of digital photography is that you can delete any & all self portraits that aren't flattering. Build a mirror like that, please! Also... taking the vanity a step farther... I think other people think about me as much as I do. Okay, maybe not really, but to a certain extent. When I was at M&D's the last time through, I was working in the middle of a workday from my bedroom. A car passed on Idlewild and honked its horn. Well, OF COURSE that was for me! And I spent the rest of the day wondering who was honking their horn at me! When I was growing up (in that same room at M&D's), I used to wonder if anyone had ever looked up toward my window (on purpose) to see me. I've had a specific person in mind all these years... the stalker type for sure... but I'd hate to actually use his name... you know, protecting the innocent and all. Actually, come to think of it, he did a few things back in high school that proved his less-than-innocence, so maybe I can mention his initials. Nah... those of you who've heard the stories (I'll pay you $20 to go out with me, locking the doors of the car I was in so I couldn't get out until I considered kissing him, etc., etc.), you know who I'm talking about! But, I'm pretty sure he doesn't still stalk me. Of course, the vanity in me says of course he does. :-)

5) I'm obsessed with blogging every week night. And I re-read last night's post every morning. And speaking of re-reading, I'll re-read anything I've written (or things that have been written to me) hundreds of times. I just really enjoy going back to remember. And I like my own writing... even if it's terrible and no one else wants to read it. Like my friend (whose blog I'm copying), I often wonder if my writing really does a good job of reflecting ME... but I know it pretty much captures me in a nutshell. I wrote it; of course it's me. But there are times when I go back to re-read and am surprised at what I've written. Sometimes good surprising, sometimes bad. I like to keep it interesting!

6) My guilty pleasures include a subscription to US Weekly, bad TV, internet games, and fast food (of which you already know too much about). I've been falling down on my US Weekly reading recently... there are probably 10 issues lying around the house in random spots just waiting for me to finish them up. Eh, who cares?! The celebrity news is fun, but there's always more tomorrow! The bad TV I watch includes various programs of the reality genre, but nothing that's gone too popular. I still like all the MTV reality attempts: The Real World (I'd still watch Road Rules if they had another one!), Real World/Road Rules Challenge shows, The Hills, Laguna Beach (yes, even the new class), etc. And on my Tivo season pass manager: Gilmore Girls (although, I would NEVER say this is bad TV), Las Vegas (again, not bad), and several others I can't remember right now! I've added many, many, many shows to the season pass manager over the last couple weeks, though. I'm looking very forward to the new season premieres. I hope they live up to their hype. Of course, with my luck (can anyone say American Embassy?), I'll fall in love with something only to have it rudely taken off the air before the storylines are even completed! REMEMBERING is my other guilty pleasure. I indulge myself way too much & always put myself in the most melancholy of moods. My memory actually sucks, but it at least thinks it remembers little things here & there that it likes bringing up ALL THE TIME. Jon says I live in the past. Maybe I do. That would be a fun place to live.

Okay, that's enough of that. Enjoy your Wednesday night. See you tomorrow!