10 weird things about me

Fun! I’ve been tagged by Rachael! I have to list ten weird/random things about me… I guess since she’s a triplet mom too, I can’t list that as one of my weird things. Ha ha!

Boy, I hope I can think of ten things. :P

1. I hate celery. Don’t even THINK of trying to sneak it in somewhere. There is no time that celery is EVER okay. And believe me, it DOES have a taste. Hmmph. It makes me retch to even think about. (And, for the record, I don’t really think that’s a weird thing about me. I think it’s weird that other people like it. So there.)

Oh no, I can’t think of anything else! I’m perfectly normal! Do these have to be things that none of my friends/family know about? Because I’m pretty much an open book. I can’t think of anything new to say…

2. I quit smoking on February 2, 2004. So did Kristina (my BFF). We rule!

3. I have run two marathons. The London Marathon in April 2002 (a few days before I met George) and the Marine Corps Marathon in October 2003. I kinda hope to do another one someday, but I think I’d rather do lots of 5Ks instead.

4. I wanted to be a microbiologist in high school. And then I took microbiology. Heh. But my dad used to buy me these books on cell biology and stuff when I was younger, and I was just fascinated by mitochondria and all that.

5. I desperately need to update this. That’s not weird, I’m just saying. It’s weird to read something like that, before we had kids, before we got married, before Katrina, even. Yeah, three years ago. Definitely need to update. But right now it’s providing inspiration for this list.

6. I lived in London for six months with Kristina and Anne. Now Kristina and Anne are sisters-in-law. I’m so jealous of that! But don’t worry, George is safe. Their husbands don’t have another brother anyway. Ha!

7. I have two tattoos. One of Calvin & Hobbes, courtesy of my 19 year old self. That would have been 1994. Then the strip was cancelled shortly thereafter. And the is a British flag with a little runner on top of it. That’s commemorating my first marathon. I don’t think I’ll get any more.

8. This is hard!

9. Very

10. Hard!

Whew, 10 things! That wasn’t easy.

I’m tagging anyone who has a blog that reads this but never comments. Now you have to comment!

PS If I think of anything else weird, I will add it.


I’d like to note right now the sucky side-effects of pregnancy that I’m experiencing:

– my ankles and feet are starting to swell. Already. To the point where shoes aren’t fitting. Is it the heat? I drink a ton of water, but maybe I need to drink two tons. Suggestions?

– the lovely zits that are gracing my chest, back, and neck. Purty.

– getting winded going up a flight of stairs. Remember that marathon I did that one time? (Okay, fine, that was four years ago. How about the half-marathon I did in February with Kettie.) It’s hard to believe I was ever in that kind of cardiovascular shape. Sigh.

Okay, that’s enough bitching for now. Just wanted to document that. Yeah.

Had a fun weekend. Babysat Liam Friday night (he completely wore me out, but fortunately he was okay with running around while I laid on the couch.) Saturday I went to the French Quarter with Stephanie and Liam – most likely the last time I’ll do that much walking for a long time. My feet still hurt. But it was fun and totally worth it. And yesterday we went over to their house for a barbecue. I ate a ton of salad and some grilled meat, too, which means I think I’m getting over some of my food aversions. Both of those things were repugnant to me just a few weeks ago.

Oh yeah, one cool thing…on Saturday night, I met a triplet! A grown-up triplet! He has an identical brother and a sister, and it was pretty cool to get info from him. He was very reassuring, except for the part where he spoke of the “spectacular fights” they could get into. Sigh… ha ha!