This came on my breakfast tray one day in Ireland.
The super-sweet and gorgeous Alivia from Alivia Thinks This recently gave me a thoughtful blogger award! I'm so terrible at playing along with awards...I'm always so thankful to get one, and mean to play along, but until recently I haven't really been on the blogger-ball. So, this one's for all the times I never played along. Sorry about that. :)
The rules state that I'm to list seven random things about me and select seven fav blogs. As for my blog picks, I simply cannot trim it down. I've decided it's time to start a link list on my sidebar, so look for that soon. I'll be sure to let you know when it's ready!
My Seven Randoms
One. I am left handed. Picking up a pen can be the equivalent of a circus trick in the right group, as this quirk continues to amaze people I've known for ages, but who have forgotten that I write with "that other hand."
Two. I subconsciously count stairs as I climb them. There are 22 stairs to my apartment, 52 to my art history classroom, 64 to my journalism class. On Tuesdays, I climb 356 stairs...and today I climbed in heels. :)
Three. Were you to look in my armoire, you'd probably think I was goth. Black. Grey. Navy. (Remember goths? They were taken over by emo kids, and goths are a rare sight these days.) I simply don't know how to mix colors in my wardrobe...I'm so insecure about color mixing. Don't get me started on trying patterns. Hives will erupt, I tell you!
Four. I haven't the slightest clue what I want to be when I grow up, but I do know how I want to feel when I grow up. The latter is more important in my mind, and someday, in the right time, I'll bump into what I'm supposed to do from now until forever.
Five. York Peppermint Patties are my weakness. I can eat an entire bag in one sitting. That is also like a circus act.
Six. My alter-ego is a woman named Marlene. Marlene is a 30-something single art historian who spews historical facts at the most inopportune moments, much to the annoyance of everyone around her. Even I am annoyed by Marlene...but I cannot help it. Sometimes she just takes over, and I feel the need to teach my family about Doric, Ionic and Corinthian columns so they can correctly identify them in the future.
Seven. Someday, I want to publish a book. I have no clue what it will be about, but I feel that there are a lot of words, stories and emotions in me that will only ever be able to be shared in written form. Even if only my mother and best friend buy it or it pervades discount shelves everywhere...I will be the happiest woman in the world.
Your turn. Give me a random about you!