Crystal tagged me, but her blog is private, so you can't read what she said about herself. But here are seven facts about me that you might not know...
1) I need to go to grad school eventually. I want to wait for a while--like until Andrew's all done with his schooling because we don't want to be paying for two degrees at the same time; we also want to wait until our children are in school so that I can spend my days with them while they're at home still. But I really am an intellectual. I read Andrew's textbooks (not the boring ones though...just the interesting ones) and his papers and I do research sometimes just for kicks. When I was in school, I read every single one of my textbooks cover to cover, sometimes multiple times. And I kept my favorite ones--mostly just linguistics and psychology ones.
2) There are a few words that I always mispronounce so I say them very slowly so that I can say them correctly and then it sounds just as funny as if I had said them incorrectly. Like foliage. I always say that foil-age. You'd be surprised at how often I use this word. Actually, I just metathesize a lot of things. Oh, and I just learned last Saturday that 'door jamb' is spelled with a silent b. Only 36% of the web sites on Google spell it correctly, so I don't feel too bad.
3) I love music, but I'm a terrible musician. I never really excelled at piano and I am still struggling to teach myself viola. One of my goals in this life is to be to play through the hymn book on the piano, but since I can't even play the simplified hymns yet this may take a while to accomplish. I don't really understand why I can't play--I can read music, I can play each hand separately--I guess I just never was able to put my left and right hands together. I can sing though.
4) I have toe thumbs. My thumbs look like my big toes. You've heard of being "all thumbs." Try being "all toes." No wonder I can't play the piano. I struggle with strings, too, because my thumbs don't bend the way most people's do, apparently. My thumbs are awkward a lot of the time. Gloves fit me awkwardly and I can't wear a thimble on my thumb. I can't get fake nails. I struggle with little buttons. They can be great sometimes, too. They work perfectly for covering up the top of a soy sauce bottle. I always get the perfect amount on my rice.
5) The first time I ever slept alone, for more than just a few nights, was when I moved to Russia. I slept in my parents' bed until I was five. Then I slept with either of my sisters, or my brothers. And then after Josie was born, she slept in my bed until I left for Russia. I may have spent a few months having a room and bed of my own, but I never really liked it. Now we have three in our bed, which can get a little squishy at times. Isn't it funny how much room such a little baby can take up? Rachel sleeps spread eagle.
6) I'm terrified to use nail clippers on Rachel, so I just bite her nails instead. I figure that once there is more difference between her skin and her nails, then I'll use the clippers. At least I am not afraid to clip my own nails!
7) I've always wanted to run a marathon. I haven't begun to train for one, but I figure one day I will. Andrew said that he will drive behind me. The farthest I've ever run was 10 kilometers. That was when I was nine years old and I won a metal. Shoot, a marathon is only 32 kilometers more than 10. Should be a piece of cake, right? Oh, and I also need to hike Mount Timpanogos. I've lived here for seven years and I've never hiked it.
Now, I tag Abra, Amanda, and Karen. And anyone else who'd like to participate, of course.
My sweet southern friend from Alabama taught me to bite the nails of our baby David. That is the way they do things there among the African Americans, at least of her generation. She also taught me about rubbing the baby's head in a circular motion to try to help his poor little hemotoma head back into a nice shape after his horrible forceps birth. The old ways work! This isn't Josie, but I can't make anything else work!!!!
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