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Apparently, my hairstyle means:
Long hair can have multiple meanings. Many women believe that long hair makes them more sexually appealing, but it can also show a bohemian spirit or a need for freedom.
Unfortunately, all the drinks listed later in the article are not ones I would order. And I couldn’t determine if my handwriting was “rounded” or “loopy” or “connected.”
Also, apparently I have decorated my cubicle as if I’m staying there forever and love my family and friends, but the stack of Post-Its (currently 10 separate stacks in 7 colors) mean that I’m feeling overwhelmed. Maybe that’s because none of my co-workers have willingly picked up the phone in two weeks. Or… no, let me refrain from ranting. Just imagine I did and let’s move on.
2 whole classes of my Wednesday night class left, and I am so happy about that. There are no more assignments to turn in, which means my grade is basically done (except that she has to actually hand some stuff back and grade our portfolios which are due today). I am exceedingly displeased with her grading and if things get any worse, I’m going to have to tell her so. I wouldn’t usually, because I hate confrontation, but there are a few things that might push me over the edge: 1) she said herself that 100% of a student’s success lies in the teacher, 2) I am an A student with a 4.0 GPA and yet she continues to give me scores in the low B range, and 3) it’s just really ticking me off, and is getting to be obvious that she doesn’t like me, and that it’s affecting how she has graded some of my more subjective pieces. Boo on that. However, the woman terrifies me. I guess it’ll come to pass if I get to the “what do I have to lose” point. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.
So I was reading up on WebMD about numerous things related to me (by the way, I think my back/neck pain is increasing, even after taking Advil – this is troubling), and ran across this article: “10 Tips to Get You Sleeping Again.” I’m including the tips here so that I can talk about them.
- Wake up at the same time each day. Yes, I am terrible at this. I love sleeping in on weekends.
- Eliminate nicotine, caffeine, alcohol, and other stimulants. Caffeine has never seemed to affect me much, though it does more as I get older. I generally avoid caffeine after dinner. Wine makes me sleepy. I don’t smoke or take other stimulants.
- Limit naps. While I love napping, I rarely get to take them. I have the last couple of weekends, briefly, because I haven’t been sleeping as well. My lifestyle in general doesn’t really allow for naps, so… I could stop altogether.
- Exercise regularly. I’m working on this one. I know this would be beneficial for my health in a multitude of ways. It’s just a hard habit to pick up.
- Limit activities in bed. Once I’m living with
 , this will not be a problem. Until then, my bed still is the main place to do anything in my room, and that’s not going to change. It’s only 5 weeks. [Editor's note: looking back over this, I realize that some of your minds may have gone into the gutter. I simply meant that the bedroom is upstairs and far away from the living room where time is generally spent, unlike my current situation where everything I do is in one room.]
- Do not eat or drink right before going to bed. OK, this I am guilty of. When
 was dieting to fit into her wedding dress (something I am glad I do not feel compelled to do), she stopped eating 3 hours before bedtime, and she said that was one of the things that was most effective. This is problematic. I like snacking.
- Make your sleeping environment comfortable. My sleeping environment is as comfortable as possible, given the circumstances. Again, once I’m living with , the whole cat-in-the-bed thing will stop (
 will not be allowed in the bedroom at all – we’ll see how that goes over). But my blankets are comfortable, the fan has been running, a nice dull bubbling of the fish tank…. [Editor's note: yes, I realize that I baby my cat too much and she will actually be fine. I also realize that she's a whiny brat and that's my fault.]
- Get all your worrying over with before you go to bed. I understand this one, but it’s sometimes hard. I try, though. I don’t enjoy worrying. It doesn’t usually keep me up though.
- Reduce stress. Let’s see… I’m planning a wedding (with a lot of help) and moving (also with a lot of help). And once that’s over, I’ll be going to school. And I work at a job I don’t particularly enjoy. So… stress levels are moderate. They could definitely be worse. But I’d rather deal with the stresses I have than live the alternate life of boredom.
- Consider participating in cognitive therapy. Isn’t this a last-step kind of measure? I’m definitely not disordered enough to do this yet.
I should note that insomnia runs in my family. Just another one of the wonderful things I got from  ‘s family, along with big feet, flat chest, red hair, and hormonal imbalances. Of course, I also got my long piano fingers and a hearty overall constitution (we’re generally a healthy bunch, all things considered, not falling ill to colds and the flu and the like often), so that’s something.
So I dyed my hair last night, right? I finally hit the proverbial wall and was fed up with it, and just did it. But… it didn’t exactly turn out to be the color on the box. It’s much… darker. It’s not bad, actually, and probably much truer to my now-natural color. Just… not what I was expecting. You’ll have to see it (and the box top for Clairol Nice n Easy #111) to understand.
You know, for years I dyed my hair myself. But for the past three or four, I’ve had  or do it. Last night, I did it myself again. Well, let me just say, it’s not nearly as easy as I remember. Or maybe I’m more of a perfectionist now. I don’t know. I did a fine job – I got all my roots, don’t have an odd spot where I missed color or anything, but man was it difficult to make sure that I was evenly covered. And washing out two boxes of haircolor (of which I used every last drop) takes a friggin’ long time in a regular shower. I was really missing ‘s shower with the removable head.
And I miss my highlights. There’s a reason why curly-haired women should have highlights. Otherwise, it’s all just one big mass of curls. I might need to remedy this situation, even though I had said I wouldn’t do highlights again until right before the wedding. I might not be able to take it.
But, as is always true right after dyeing one’s hair, mine feels fabulous. It probably looks pretty healthy too.
That was probably too long of a post on hair….
While reading a new blog today [link removed], I stumbled upon the author’s motto, and I loved it so much I needed to share it here.
Only two things are necessary to keep a redhead happy. One is to let her think she is having her own way, and the other is to let her have it.
I think that pretty much sums it up.
Maybe, maybe not. I haven’t gotten that far through it, other than to learn that the author is 40, married, and living in the NW suburbs of Chicago, where I grew up. Oh, and she has red hair. But, this post has endeared her to me (or me to her? how does that work?), because it’s exactly something I would write.
- Would you consider yourself to be flamboyant or fairly conservative? Conservative, no doubt.
- What is the most flamboyant thing about your appearance? My hair. It’s… uncontrollable. And that’s never going to change. Unless I shave my head completely. Which isn’t happening. Hopefully I can grow it down my back, and then it’ll be slightly controllable, only because it’ll freaking way a ton and I can braid it or pull it up at will.
- Do you secretly wish you were more flamboyant? In what way? No, not really. “Flamboyant” is kinda a four-letter word to me. I’d like to be more… audacious or unexpected or outspoken sometimes, but basically I’m happy with me being me.
- Where is the line between flamboyant and tacky for you? Um… there might not be one. It’s all kinda icky to me.
While out for coffee, a stranger walking by told me I have pretty red hair. A much more welcome surprise than Wednesday’s, where a council member of about six months asked disappointedly why I’d changed my hair color because she liked it so much better the other way. I was so… caught off guard that I probably not-too-politely told her I’d been using the same box of hair color for the last year, and that last time perhaps and I hadn’t put in as many highlights as usual, but it’s definitely the same color (except that my roots are starting to show again).
?? What exactly would the right response have been?? Anyone, anyone, Bueller?
(late start on the memes today – like you cared anyways)
- Are you Irish? Nope. Not a sliver. Even though I have red hair. This is a very hard concept for some people to grasp.
- Are you by any chance wearing green today? Absolutely not. (OK, the band of my underwear might have little green stripes, but that’s totally incidental.)
- What kinds of special things do you do to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day? Nothing. I don’t celebrate. Getting drunk is not exactly my thing. (Well, today a co-worker brought me a cupcake they were giving out in the Skyway, and I ate it, so if that counts….)
- Do you believe in luck? How about fate? Not so much in luck (worked at a church once that really didn’t believe in luck, to the point they couldn’t have “potluck” dinners). And as a matter of semantics, I don’t believe in fate, but I do believe that God has it all planned out, and some would call that fate.
- What would you do if you found a pot of gold? Pay off my student loans. And then move to an island in the tropic.
I grew up in the Color Me Beautiful era of makeup/beauty/fashion. What this meant was that as a child with strawberry-blond hair (and really, emphasis on the blond, it’s just that and were white-blonds and  is a brunette, so I really stood out), it was considered a faux pas to wear any number of colors. For instance, red, orange, yellow, and pink. Navy was generally the color I ended up in, or lavender (because when and I had matching outfits, which happens when your mom makes most of your clothes, and yes, there are pictures, but they’re all in Illinois; she was the one in pink and I was the one in lavender). By junior high, neon colors had become popular, and then I got to wear hot pink, but really, very few people actually look good in neon, and I’m glad that phase passed quickly. As time went on (also known as puberty, or the age of hormonally-induced insanity), my hair gradually got redder and redder. (Of course, at some point I started coloring it as well, but these days I color it about the same color as my roots used to be before they started going brown, and you can see my natural color in my pictures from Arizona after I chopped all my hair off and it all grew back in au naturel. No, I won’t link to those pics, because as far as I’m concerned they’re hideous and I’d rather forget I ever had short hair. But this is a really long tangent.)
Well, that was a really long intro to basically say… they were all wrong. I can wear red, and some oranges (let’s be honest, very few people look good in orange and yellow). And best of all, I can wear pink. Baby pink. And I look good in it. And it makes me happy. Especially when my boss tells me that I look pretty today. It’s all the baby pink mohair, I’m telling you. It makes anyone look and feel pretty. Well, maybe not everyone.
(I’m trying to focus on things other than my dying coworker, about whom we just got news today. So pardon me if my posts are shallow and frivolous, but it’s how we’re going to get through today.)
- Have you been called annoying? If so, were you offended? I was a junior high girl. I’m quite sure I was called that and it was true and deserved. And I’m sure I was offended, being the highly sensitive, emotional girl that I was. And I think that some youth group kids have referred to things I’ve done as annoying (as in, won’t tell them what games we’re playing, won’t let them tell each other to “shut up,” that sort of thing).
- Have you ever insulted someone? If so, did you feel guilty later? Hasn’t everyone? But at the same time, not really very much to someone’s face. In my first elementary school, there was this boy with red hair who was covered with freckles, and we called him “Freckle Face,” which I’m sure sounds especially cruel coming from me, but it was eat or be eaten in second grade. And in junior high, girls are particularly mean to each other. I don’t know if I felt guilty about any of it at the time, but I sure don’t now. All things considered, I think in terms of face-to-face interaction, I’ve dished out far less than I’ve received.
- What is more important to you, someone who looks great or who has a great personality? Why? Personality. A great personality and character (which is really more important than both of them) makes someone much more attractive. Likewise, a beautiful person can become really unattractive just by opening their mouth.
- When was the last date you went on and how did it go? Um… do I have official dates anymore? I just spend lots of time with . If they’re assumed, maybe they’re not dates. But suffice it to say, it went well, whenever it was (seeing as how we’re still dating).
- What is more embarrassing, food stuck in your teeth or food spilled on your clothes? Stuck in teeth, definitely. I’m quite used to having food spilled on my clothes, and am rarely embarrassed about it anymore. Most of high school had me spilling coffee down the front of my shirt before lunchtime anyways, and it’s just far too easy. Of course, it’s pretty easy to get food stuck in my teeth, since they’re all wedged in there pretty tight, but I try to be… diligent about not letting that happen. Depending on the meal, it’s definitely a fear of mine.
Karrot-top (no?)
Easily moved by the power of suggestion
Loyal to a fault
Lucid (most days)
Young at heart
Longing
Aggravated easily
Unwilling to just lay there and take it
Ready for a new day
Aspirin
- Name you are most frequently called? Nickname you are most frequently called? Kelly. My most-repeated nickname, other than Kell, is Red (I think). But I don’t get called nicknames much by anyone. There were some pretty horrible ones when I was younger (think of all the things that rhyme with Kelly).
- Age people think you are? Age you wish you were? Just last week, a 14-year-old thought I was 18. I often get mistaken for a high schooler, which I find… well, it’s not good. I’d like to pass for at least 22. Of course, this means that when I hit 30 (gasp!), people will still think I’m not legally old enough to drink, and I’m sure that’ll put a little extra pep in my step. I don’t wish I was any age other than what I am. I’m not really looking forward to getting older, but being younger wasn’t necessarily all that much fun either. I’m trying to live in the now these days and not look too much into the future (or past).
- Have you ever had someone mess with you while you were sleeping? Have you ever messed with people when they are sleeping? Probably at a sleepover in junior high I was at least present when someone did something to someone. If people ever messed with me while I was sleeping, I never knew about it. I’m a pretty sound sleeper. I also used to have a really hard time falling asleep, so I was always the last one awake at a sleepover, which kinda eliminates the opportunity for fun-with-sleeping-Kelly.
- Have you ever actually listened to Telemarketers? Have you ever prank-called someone? I have, on occasion, but that was a while ago. Now I’m so frustrated with them that I’m just mean and then I hang up. My friend Chrissy and I made several prank phone calls in junior high (usually to boys we liked), and I was the recipient of one such phone call once and it was rather embarrassing.
- What is the longest you have gone without food? What is the largest amount of food you have ever eaten at one sitting? I’ve done the 30-Hour Famine before, so I’ll go with 30 hours. The largest amount at one sitting? OK, in San Francisco, our favorite Mexican restaurant had what they called the Azteca Burrito, which was so large that they actually poured three different kinds of sauce on top, just to break it up visually (enchilada, sour cream, and I think a guac-like one). I was so proud when I actually ate the whole thing. I hope they’re still open if I ever return, because I’d need to get one and take a picture.
If you were a Peanuts character, which character would you be? Duh. I’d be the little red-headed girl that Charlie Brown is in love with! (Who else?)
 The little red-haired girl gets flowers  The little red-haired girl gets a love letter
So last night in youth group, the adults and kids met, sans moi, and prepared a time so the kids could get to share memories etc with me before I leave (since next week a lot of kids won’t be there and then the following week is our end of year picnic and last event). I wanted to share what the kids wrote down because it made me very happy, the things that they said. If you knew them, especially specific answers, you’d be amazed. It’s such a wonderful gift they gave me, to write down answers to these questions, then share some with me, then we prayed, and I got to take all the answers home with me. Beautiful. I’ll include their names so credit goes where credit’s due, and also because and  know the kids. I also thought I’d stress what I liked best, and add my own comments.
1. Funniest thing you remember Kelly doing or saying
- The funniest thing I can remember Kelly doing is when we went to the Halloween party at Clearwater and she dressed as Miss Piggy! …And oinked… LOL. -Katie I need to find that picture of me – I really enjoyed this too.
- The funniest thing I remember Kelly doing or saying involved the Taste of Minnesota, a few missed buses and a long time in downtown St Paul… Also Kelly being able to beat Shane at “Honey If You Love Me.” -
- Cake fight with Randy. -Tim Can I just say that this may be my favorite memory of my time at the church. I completely forgot to think before acting, but it was a lot of fun.
- When Jade and I started laughing and got Kelly to laugh is something I will never forget. -Jazz
- When she was in the “your mom” jokes at one youth group that shut Will and me up. -Shane
- “Your Mom” jokes and cupcake fight. -Will
- The cake fight with Randy. -Jade
- Playing wacky-ball. -Sam Everyone should get to play wacky-ball sometime in their life. It’s kickball, but with a football, and the bases are run 2-1-3-home. It’s a great equalizer because everyone’s bad at it.
- Getting yelled at at Happys for going down the slide. -Randy
- Miss Piggy at Halloween Clearwater Retreat. -Ana
2. What has Kelly said to you that will remember most (or that sticks out in your mind)?
- I will always remember how Kelly always gave me a look when I did something wrong (she smiled with a mad face)… funny. -Katie
- That I am fine right now. -
- God loves you. -Tim
- Kelly always said, “They don’t have to like me!” -Carla
- I’ll remember forever when Kelly gave Jade and I the “boyfriend” talk. -Jazz I so don’t remember doing this, but I’ve given a lot of girls the “boyfriend” talk.
- All the different words for “butt.” -Shane and Will patookis, tookis, tooshie, rear, seat… the kids apparently came up with 20 while I wasn’t in the room.
- That I’m funny and cool to be around. -Jade
- Everybody is special through God’s eyes. -Sam
- Randy be quiet. -Randy
- I loved it when you read “The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe” and then you made the lion prayer thing.
3. What will you remember most about Kelly?
- The thing that I will remember most about Kelly is her smile/laugh… her smile and laugh are the same… if that makes sense. -Katie
- Her teaching me about God. -
- How you stood up for your beliefs. You taught me to stand up for mine. -Tim Since Tim is one of my adult volunteers, this really means a lot.
- You always had a welcoming smile on your face. -Carla
- I will never forget how Kelly always made me laugh. -Jazz
- How she taught us that worship can be fun and not boring. -Shane
- Her hair. -Will
- She’s nice and awesome! -Jade
- She’s a vegetarian. -Sam I love that everyone remembers this, but no one seemed to be able to remember when I stopped being a vegetarian. But the church was great about being accommodating of this for most of the 2 and a half years I was there.
- The curly red hair. – Randy
- You’re the only person I know who is like you. You’re your own person. -Ana
4. Funniest or strangest thing you did in Kelly’s presence
- Me and Ana always did funny or strange things in front of Kelly…. I’m strange… I know it!! LOL. -Katie
- Broke a fan at church. -
- Dress up at Clearwater Forest for a party or play. Walk on crutches for my picture. -Tim
- Took off my pants (twice). -Shane I think I have to add that he had shorts on underneath, but two weeks in a row he took off his pants in youth group, and then took off his shirt too (he had another one on underneath), and I just ended up saying, stop taking off your clothes!
- There are too many and I can’t think. -Will
- Laugh attack with Jazz. -Jade
- Rolling myself in the rugs. -Sam
5. Best memory of time with Kelly
- My best memories are at Clearwater… we always seem to stay in the same room… fun times! -Katie
- The night at church before I left for Africa with the “laying on of hands.” -
- Mission Trip to Chicago. How tired we were on the last day but we kept going. -Tim I have never been that tired in my life. I remember just looking at Tim and thinking I could sleep standing up right there.
- Supervising Kelly and the P girls in catching baby sunfish at the cabin was really memorable and a lot of fun. -Carla
- Best memory with Kelly was at the winter retreat with Kelly walking in the snow. -Jazz
- All of them. -Shane and Will
- Winter Clearwater retreat. -Jade
- I remember when you took me to Caribou to tell me the story from the Bible and when we were playing Cadoo, Malarky, Scattergories Junior! -Molly
- The most part of the memory that I will remember about the Hands on Helping! I had a great time with you on the retreat! And when last year she used to drive me home every single Wednesday! And even when we went to the sleepover! And when we went to Panera Bread! For breakfast! -Molly
- Playing wacky-ball. -Sam
- The cupcake fight. -Randy
- When you and Katie picked me up in summer to go work on the construction of the well for the skit we did. -Ana I love how memories evolve over time. This was actually Spring Break. The best part was when we spray painted the floor in the youth room, not on purpose. We made such a mess.
6. What have you learned about God or your faith from Kelly?
- I had fun when you (Kelly) taught about Bible study… you made it funny.. so I remember (kind of)… Fun fun fun! -Katie
- There’s not enough room on this paper… -
- I learned a lot about praying, having God be a large part of my life. Relying on God in all things. -Tim
- I have learned that fundamentalists and liberals get along just fine as they share their faith. -Carla Most of the people at the church are much more liberal than I am, and it was really OK almost all of the time. I stayed away from teaching certain topics, but other than that we really were able to have intelligent discussions and disagree. I liked that.
- I learned that you really do need to get to know a person in order to like them. -Jazz I’m worried about what this might mean…
- She has taught me to believe even when I’m in doubt. -Shane
- That there are a lot of unlikely heroes in the Bible. -Will
- Too much to write. -Jade
- I have learned a lot with you and the Bible story and when we made the wax candle. That was fun! -Molly
- I learned that God was really mad at the Israelites. -Sam
- It’s like the book “The Lion The Witch and the Wardrobe.” -Randy
- We learned to be more accepting of God and faith from you. -Ana
7. What is your wish for Kelly as she moves onto another stage in her life?
- Kelly… I hope that you have fun… you are a fun teacher and kids will like you!! -Katie
- I hope that you are happy where you are, and able to always find joy in your experiences. -
- I wish you to be happy and fulfilled in your life. To be secure in your call to be a teacher. To know that you are a talented and special person. -Tim
- Kelly, I hope that your life contains fulfillment. You will be in my continued prayers. -Carla
- I hope Kelly will never forget us and have a great time teaching. I also hope she will visit. -Jazz
- I wish/hope that the children who learn from her get to experience all the great memories we got to experience. -Shane
- Don’t forget to have fun. -Will
- I hope she has a great life and that her students aren’t as cool as us (they prolly won’t be). -Jade
- My wish is that I hope you like being a great teacher! -Molly
- Do well in her school and new job. -Sam
- To be successful. -Randy
- I don’t wish anything for you, because I know you will do well in life because you’re you, and no one can change that, only help it. -Ana
I’m humbled.
Taken from Kazoofus
LAYER ONE:
- Name: Kelly Johnson (yeah, try to Google that one!)
- Birth date: June 24th
- Birthplace: St Charles, Illinois, at Delnor-Community Hospital when it was still in St Charles and not in Geneva. The building’s gone now.
- Current Location: My 6×6 cube at work, downtown St Paul. It’s pink. Yeah.
- Eye Color: Grey-blue
- Hair Color: Red
- Height: 5 foot 8
- Righty or Lefty: Righty, though fairly ambidextrous just because I’ve played piano for so long
- Zodiac Sign: Cancer (ain’t that just a kick in the pants)
LAYER TWO:
- Your heritage: Swedish (OK, only 25%, but it’s the most-practiced), French, Norwegian, and a little Dutch with something else
- The shoes you wore today: my Indeed brown ones from Marshall Field’s
- Your weakness: lots of them – where to begin?
- Your fears: the dark, icky bugs (yeah, , I know that “all life has value,” but it doesn’t need to be valued near me)
- Your perfect pizza: Spinach-Garlic-Mushroom
- Goal you’d like to achieve: To be debt-free (ah, the American dream!)
LAYER THREE:
- Your most overused phrase on AIM: don’t use AIM.
- Your first waking thoughts: ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
- Your best physical feature: haven’t a clue
- Your most missed memory: a bunch of stuff from college, as in I miss those days, not that I can’t remember them
LAYER FOUR:
- Pepsi or Coke: Right now, Coke Classic. Traditionally, Diet Pepsi.
- McDonald’s or Burger King: Wendy’s.
- Single or group dates: I don’t date.
- Adidas or Nike: Asics
- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Not a big fan of either, but as long as it’s sweetened w/lemon, I’ll take it
- Chocolate or vanilla: depends on the mood.
- Cappuccino or coffee: Eggnog latte – I go for the “fancy” drinks
LAYER FIVE:
- Smoke: No
- Cuss: No
- Sing: Yes – especially while in the car – feel free to laugh the next time you drive by
- Take a shower everyday: Um… if I wake up early enough, then yes. I’ve been known to go days without, however.
- Do you think you’ve been in love: yes, a couple of times
- Liked high school: No. My parents wish they’d sent me to a Christian high school instead of our public school. My time there was… less than pleasant
- Want to get married: Yes, but not planning my life around it
- Believe in yourself: Usually, but not always
- Get motion sickness: Used to all the time, including on the way home from church (a 15 minute drive) when I was a kid. Now, I’m almost never the passenger, so I’m not really sure.
- Think you’re attractive: Depends on my mood.
- Think you’re a health freak: No, really not. I own (and consume) more sugar and/or chocolate products than is healthy
- Get along with your parent(s): Now that I don’t have to live with them, yes
- Like thunderstorms: Yes, very much so. Especially dancing in the rain.
- Play an instrument: Piano (almost 20 years). Guitar (not well).
LAYER SIX:In the past month…
- Drank alcohol: Yes, a lovely bottle of White Zinfandel for Thanksgiving
- Smoked: No
- Done a drug: only prescription ones
- Made Out: That’s funny
- Gone on a date: That’s just sad
- Gone to the mall?: It’s Christmas, so, yes, including the horrible day-after-Thanksgiving experience I’d rather not remember
- Eaten an entire box of Oreos?: I don’t actually like Oreos
- Eaten sushi: Yes, and it’s yummy
- Been on stage: Yes, and not just school plays. A couple times in college during chapel. Open Mic with at the Coffee Grounds. I’ve ran a few church services including preaching.
- Been dumped: Only twice. I’ve done much more dumping.
- Gone skating: Of course. My ice skates are currently in storage, but they’re somewhere in my house.
- Made homemade cookies: Yes, yes, yes, though I don’t make fantastic ones or anything. I rather enjoy making pies and bringing them into work
- Gone skinny dipping: No
- Dyed your hair: Last night, in fact
- Stolen Anything: Yes, a pen set, when I was in 6th grade, from a family friend’s store.
- You sound boring: You have no idea
LAYER SEVEN Ever…
- Played a game that required removal of clothing: no
- If so, was it mixed company: no
- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: no
- Been caught “doing something”: no – that would require ever having “done something”
- Been called a tease: not to my face
- Gotten beaten up: no
- Shoplifted: see above
- Changed who you were to fit in: isn’t that what junior high is all about?
LAYER EIGHT:
- Age you hope to be married: I try not to box that up, lest I be disappointed, or unprepared
- Numbers and Names of Children: none. I’d like a bunch, maybe all through adoption (depending on whether or not I can actually have kids – the jury’s still out on that)
- Describe your Dream Wedding: casual, casual, casual. I want to be comfortable and have a good time. I don’t want to be stressed for 6 months prior to the event. I want to leave having been able to talk to everyone, eat good food, loosen up enough to dance, and enjoy myself. Other than that, could care less.
- How do you want to die: Without pain.
- Where you want to go to college: I went to Judson in Elgin, Illinois. I’m considering going to Hamline for my graduate work.
- What do you want to be when you grow up: I used to know the answer to this. Amazing how fuzzy things get the older I get.
- What country would you most like to visit: France, because I can speak the language, it has great history, and I could pretend to be Canadian so they wouldn’t hate me
LAYER NINE:
- Number of drugs taken illegally: none
- Number of people I could trust with my life: quite a few
- Number of CDs that I own: Over 400 (it’s an expensive addition)
- Number of piercing: ten. I know. My right ear has two on the lobe and one in the cartilage (which always has a small hoop in it). My left ear has three on the lobe and five in the cartilage. I rarely wear more than one or two earrings, though.
- Number of tattoos: none – I could never decide exactly what I wanted, and since it’s permanent, I thought I’d wait until I could firm up plans
- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: Twice when I lived in Michigan for the outreach event our church held.
- Number of scars on my body: One on my left knee when I fell down a flight of stairs staring at a boy, junior year of college. One on my left elbow when I fell in the gravel section of the church parking lot, freshman year of high school, during youth group. Many on my hands and arms from cats.
- Number of things in my past that I regret: I don’t have any regrets. I like where I am now, and if any of those things were different, I wouldn’t be here today, the person I am today, and that’s a sad thought. So, there are things that definitely could have gone differently, and that would have been a good alternate ending, but I like the unwritten present.
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