71. I don't understand the trend (obsession?) of filtering your digital photos to look like they were taken in the '70s.
72. I wish I lived on a hippie commune, just for the baby names. "These are my children, Meadow Hearthsong, Paisley Snapdragon, and Gratitude Starship."
73. Whenever I see a woman breastfeeding, I want to smile and give her the double thumbs-up, but I don't, because I worry about looking like a crazy person.
74. I love red bell peppers, yellow bell peppers, and orange bell peppers. But green bell peppers are kind of foul.
75. I always feel like I've gotten away with something when I see a street light turn on or off.
76. I'm still kind of surprised every time I realize Westley looks like me.
77. The smell of marijuana nauseates me.
78. I judge people who say "nauseous" when they mean "nauseated."
79. I used to bike to work every day. I haven't been on a bicycle in 11 years.
80. I love using public transportation, and often fantasize about moving to downtown Seattle, selling my car, and riding the bus everywhere.
81. Brushing my teeth makes me gag.
82. Before I die, I want to see as many "classic" movies in as many genres as possible.
83. I still wish Rob and I had chosen a new-to-both-of-us last name when we got married. (But how on Earth do you choose a new last name? We had a hard enough time naming Westley!)
84. I've tried playing guitar, and I find it completely awkward. I'm amazed that anyone masters that instrument.
85. Seriously. I'm not even any good on guitar in Rock Band.
86. As a child, I was completely obsessed with Bigfoot. Allegations that the Patterson-Gimlin film is a hoax still make me sad.
87. Whenever someone says, "This might get a little TMI," I think, Bring it on.
88. I'm self-conscious about my voice. Sometimes, if I know I'm being recorded, I'll try to speak in a slightly higher register so as so sound less dude-tastic and more lady-like.
89. Whenever I'm swallowing pills, I put my right hand on top of my head. I don't know what this is supposed to accomplish, but I can't stop doing it.
90. I have about 30 drafts on my Blogger dashboard at any given time. Some of them are from 2009.
9 Comments:
I love your hippie baby names! lol
I'm extremely self-conscience about my voice! I have that very annoying high pitched voice. I hate being recorded!
Please, please, please name your next baby Gratitude Starship!!
So funny... I hate my voice as well but in my case it's too high. And I've got to confess that I love retro picture filters. A quality digital image is better but I think crappy cell phone pics get more personality from the added contrast... Guilty :) I'm amazed that you can continue to be so insightful with these points about yourself in such a regular basis.
I like to think about what my crazy celebrity baby names would be. Right now it's Re-con for a boy and Lace for a girl.
I seriously just started typing numbers down because it's like we share a brain on some of these - and it got to be so many that I would look like a total nutbag if I listed every single one and then went, "YES!" So I wrote this instead. Hi.
I have had difficulty swallowing pills my entire life. Like, I have to mentally prep myself for it because I know the pill will get stuck in my throat and I'll feel like I'm dying for a minute until it goes down. I throw my head back and swallow, and every single time, STUCK. And then recently, my mom, who is a nurse and tells all her patients this, told me that you're supposed to put your head *down* when you swallow pills. WHY did she sit on that priceless information for so long?! My pill anxiety is mostly gone now.
When I think about it, my comments on your blog are always so long and rambly, and I should probably be embarrassed of my jibber jabber.
Nauseous vs. nauseated unnerves me daily, as well as podium vs. lectern. I know it isn't fair and probably makes me a big snob, but c'mon people...
I would like to see every film on The Criterion Collection, but it will probably take me my whole life to do it. I lived with a theatre/film major for some time which helped quite a bit. Unfortunately the classics aren't nearly as fun without the running commentary from a film nerd.
I have known some great couples that have chosen to both take a new last name when they wed. I'm with you though, I could never pick something out. It took us months and months of lists and discussions to name Ezra, let alone a completely new last name. Lovely sentiment, but I think I'm just too neurotic to have that much power!
E and I talked about picking a new last name too, but have no clue as to what, so who knows what I will decide to do.
-Sara-
83. I still wish Rob and I had chosen a new-to-both-of-us last name when we got married. (But how on Earth do you choose a new last name? We had a hard enough time naming Westley!)
This makes me want to make up a new name with Peter even more. We're still having issues there.
88. I'm self-conscious about my voice. Sometimes, if I know I'm being recorded, I'll try to speak in a slightly higher register so as so sound less dude-tastic and more lady-like.
HAHAH I do the SAME thing. I do my "happy preschool teacher voice".
You were clearly reading my mind while making this list. Haha! Except I want to live on a hippie commune for EVERY reason. The major one being so I can cook gigantic meals all the time and sit down to dinner at a giant wooden table with twenty people. I also love the idea of it taking a village to raise a child, literally. My husband and I want to have a home-schooling type of education, where everyone in the community passes on their knowledge.
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