Tag! I’m it again! (I must be slow…)

…which brings me to my first one (of 7 quirky things about me)…

1. I was always last picked for anything that had anything to do with playing sports. I remember one time in the 6th grade I was 2nd to last because the kid that was last always stunk and nobody liked him for anything. It was for a kickball team then and they made me pitcher (the one thing I actually could do). I remember I had to pitch to Eric Ricardo who just so happened to be the SCHOOL CHAMPION at anything that required a soccer ball (and cute to boot!). I pitched and he kicked it up high. It was my one chance to prove that I could do something right. I got all ready to catch the ball and it went right through the circle I had formed with my arms, bounced off my foot and went into the ditch that I then had to climb in to get it. Home run. After that, I was picked AFTER Charlie. Even in high school when I was on the tennis team I was in the bottom of the doubles teams. No coordination here. Not even a little bit.

2. I’m borderline obsessed with Nancy Drew. I’ve somewhat grown out of it over the last 5 years or so, but I still look for the hardback books at yard/garage sales.

3. Speaking of books… I’m a bit of a junkie. But it has to have a happy ending. I get really crabby when the ending leaves something to be desired. And nothing about the Holocaust. I’ll be depressed for days. I can’t handle it. I can’t understand the mindset of someone that would want to cause something so terrible and feel content not to try.

4. Being late to things stresses me out. I blame my parents (or thank them) for this bit of OCDness.

5. Up until I was 18 and moved away from home, my bedroom was decorated in Mickey Mouse stuff. I had the comforter, curtains, pillowcases, throw pillows… The first CD I owned was Aladdin and I listened to it so much it stopped working. We bought the movie when it came out “on tape” and I watched it every single day for two weeks. Still to this day, that’s probably my most quotable movie. Sad, I know.

6. Until I got married to a geek, I had never seen Star Wars (any of them), Indiana Jones or a full episode of Star Trek. I have, in the last four years, seen all 47 Star Wars movies, all 76 of the Indiana Jones movies and about a million different episodes of Star Trek (ranging from Voyager to Next Generation, etc.). I still have not seen any Rambo movies or Rocky movies (nor do I care to frankly). The Terminator 1-100 are still a mystery to me as are all 6,549 Die Hards. Monty Python and the Holy Grail is only funny when Jon and Amie are quoting it back and forth with each other (I miss Amie!!), mostly because the only part of that movie that even makes sense is when they’re trying to rationalize the woman being a witch.

7. Last, but not least, I love the smell of coffee in the morning. It reminds me of two times in my life when I felt comfortable and sure of myself. The first one being in the 4th grade. My teacher, Mrs. Feist (whom I will love forever) used to drink it but it always smelled different than any other kind of coffee. Every once in a while I’ll get a whiff of it at work and I’ll suddenly be back in the 4th grade, with brand new pencils, fluoride coated toothbrushes, maps of California on the wall, getting good grades, and feel that all is right with the world. The second time was when I graduated from high school and moved to Utah to go to the U. I lived with my Aunt Pyper who had coffee every morning before work. I was so glad to be away from here and so excited to start a life that was all my own. That smell every morning reminded me of who I was and what I was doing and who I was doing it for.

Ok Vanessa… There’s the blabbings… 🙂

I think I’m going to tag Lani and Lori. Have fun!!

One Response to “Tag! I’m it again! (I must be slow…)”

  • Abi! It’s so fun to learn about you.
    Well, I’m with you on the not coordinated thing. -But it was even worse for me as people just assume that because you are tall, you will be good. -huh, not so true in my case. So I was always one of the first to be picked, but they I know everyone seriously regretted it, I think I’d rather be picked last and not have the pressure to try to do well hanging over me!! Love ya girl.

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