True story my friends, true story. But, it's OK because I've got my own personal pharmacy here: bottle of water, can of cold Diet Coke that I must have left in the office fridge last night (yay!!), and my industrial sized bottle of Advil that sits on my desk and makes me look like the office pill popper. Good times.
Anyways.... the fabulous Mrs. Forever tagged me for the Bookworm Award (fitting, don't you think?), in which I am to turn to page 56 of the nearest book, and write out the fifth sentence. Now, please, remain calm, the book I am about to read from will just blow your mind..... Ya ready? Really?? OK... The AP Stylebook--from 2002! Because apparently, we're classy like that around here. Of course, I have 2005-2007 at home and refuse to bring them because they will go missing. Anyways, get excited:
"But: 'Die Walkuere' and 'Gotterdammerung' from Wagner's 'The Ring of the Nibelungen.'" I know! How freaking exciting was that?
Annnddd, the lovely Kate, tagged me to share 6 random facts/quirks about myself. You've seen this before, but, I promise, I got waaay more than 6 quirks.
Uno: I have a tendency to forget that I'm not supposed to eat dairy in excess. Seriously, I just forget. (usually, it's the ice cream that makes me forget)
Due: I own a bagillion curling irons, flat irons and anything else irons you can imagine. 8 out of 10 times--my hair is in a clip or ponytail.
Tre: I was a very daring little child but developed an all consuming fear of heights at age 15. It's seriously out of control.
Quattro: I do sit ups or squats while microwaving/toasting my breakfast. The dogs think this is play time. It's really not. (and this is really embarrassing to share!)
Cinque: I absolutely cannot stand the cold, but, I adore snow. Weird.
Sei: I am constantly working on too many things at once--whether it is planning multiple books (in my head of course), decorating the house, or working my fingers raw with jewelry, there are always ten thousand things going on--which is probably why I'm constantly stressed and why oh why aren't there 26 hours in the day?!
Now, my apologies that I have surely traumatized you with fun (or, not so fun) facts about SP--but, I hope to make it up to you with the fact that I just taught you how to count to 6 in l'italiano, or, that if there is ever a Final Jeopardy question regarding yours truly, that you'll get in right and win a bagillion dollars. See? It all works out!
PS. Mrs Forever, the award is brilliant bribery, I'd love to be your workout partner!! Send me an e-mail and we'll plan somethin'!
4 comments:
Sorry about the headache!
I'm with you on needing about 3 more hours to each day. I wish I wanted to do less, but that's the type A in my type A Minus kicking in.
Hmmmm... are you sure you aren't... me? Pass the Advil.
Whenever I get one of my headaches, I pop one tylenol and one advil with a glass of caffeinated Pepsi. It usually helps much quickert than just two tylenol or two advil.
I have the problem of not working on enough things period.
thats cool you own a bagillion curling irons and such.
i own one. so sad
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