16 things about me

Instructions: Once tagged, write a note with 16 random things, shortcomings, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged. Oh, and tag the person who tagged you.

1. I take tagging seriously.

2. If I could change one part of my body, it would be my neck; I want a longer one. If I could repair another part--pretty please, I want perfect eyesight.

3. I strongly believe that some people need to learn how to take "no" for an answer. I'm tired of people being offended no matter how nice I am about politely declining an offer. Get. A. Clue.

4. I grow hair in all the wrong places. When I'm on my deathbed, all I ask is to be plucked in those places.

5. One of my goals is to make more effort on becoming more current with the library profession.

6. I had a dream I taught a zumba class. Maybe this is a goal.

7. I have (finally) realized that exercise gives me energy and is a perfect and healthy outlet to relieve the stressful bits of life. I'll probably always have to shop at the fat girl store, but I don't mind. I have no illnesses, and I am thankful for that. I love food, and I am falling in love with exercising.

8. Bell's Palsy--I've experienced it twice in my life, and it is not pleasant. If you know anyone who has it, please encourage them to try acupuncture. Multiple sessions fixed me.

9. I daydream about being a better wisecrack.

10. Four notes about my new job: I have to be better behaved now. The likelihood of having to deal with problem patrons is nil. I am learning a whole new area of librarianship, which is very exciting for me. The surrounding restaurants around my workplace look promising.

11. Stay tuned for the results of my arm-wrestling match with my brother.

12. Some of my RSS feeds include PostSecret, The Well-Dressed Librarian, Steamy Kitchen, and Bodies in Motivation.

13. Gym notes: I went to an hour-long belly dance class tonight which confirmed my non-gracefulness, but eff it; it burned calories, and I'll go at it again. I'm trying to build up the courage to take a cycling class, but the little bicycle seat terrifies me. I sure do miss my zumba instructor in Texas. Brenda gave me one of those hip scarves as a going-away gift, and the instructor in this area DOES NOT COMPARE to her zumba expertise. Frick.

14. You can bribe me with chocolate-covered pretzels.

15. I get along better with men than with women.

16. Family, exercise, good food, and sleep make me a happy camper.

Okay, go.

Badge required

Today I in-processed at my new job. Surprise!

Here I am displaying one--of the three badges--I'm required to have; there's nothing classier than a public bathroom photo, right? Eh, at least I'm posting, dude.

Guess what city I'm in.

Hint: Obama lives here now.

Cookies vs. Naps

My cookies never look pretty. They end up turd-shaped despite my attempts to make them look normal.



Ah, at least they taste all right and make my place smell very, very nice. Want some turd-lookin' cookies?

Bleh, who am I kidding? Sundays are for naps.

The gentle giant

I am terrified of dogs. This type of fear is called cynophobia.

Seriously, I've been this way since I was little. It takes a lot of time, trust, and courage for me to pet a dog. Yesterday, my favorite oldest sister Zina visited and brought her two big dogs, Marx and Nala. Marxie is a rottweiler, and Nala is an English Mastiff. Let's just say I hit it off better with Nala. Petting Marxie would be too advanced for me.

I need to go to dog therapy, because will you just look at Nala? I kind of want one exactly like her.



Damn, this is so out of character for me, but I am researching English Mastiffs. Can you imagine me in this picture?

Thanks for stopping by, Gin. Miss you! P.S. You'll be great!