100 Things, Part III
61. I have tried repeatedly to upload a profile photo, to no avail. I have seven years of postsecondary education and still can't figure out how to do it.
62. I came to Nilla Wafers late in life, but now I am hooked.
63. I have a certain order in which I like to place the pots and pans on my stove burners.
64. There's a certain spot on each of my legs that I can't stand to have touched.
65. I'm crazy about Dove dark chocolate.
66. I wore braces for five years.
67. I had a headgear, too. I never wore it outside the house, but, oh, how I hated it.
68. My teeth are very small.
69. I once tried to play a record by dragging a sewing needle around in the grooves.
70. I desperately want children, but I can't stand it when babies cry in public.
71. I have a knack for finding good cashmere sweaters at thrift stores.
72. I knit every once in a while.
73. I wish I were more proficient with a sewing machine.
74. At times, I am a bit of a workaholic.
75. Other times, I find it difficult to get motivated.
76. I procrastinate horribly.
77. I have a drawerful of Valentine's Day cards that I have bought for my family members for several years in a row and have always forgotten to mail.
78. People used to ask me if I was a dancer. I took ballet in college; I sucked at it.
79. People don't ask me this anymore. I wish they did.
80. I used to play the piano and the flute.
81. I sucked at both.
82. I would like to learn to speak Portuguese. I don't imagine that I ever will, though.
83. I like some reeaaalllly cheesy music.
84. I'm a lightweight with alcohol.
85. In college, my roommate once ordered a sandwich with red sauce, mozzarella cheese, and lettuce. Thinking about it still grosses me out.
86. I think food appreciation should be taught in school along with nutrition.
87. I studied a year of art history. I absolutely loved it.
88. I was premed for a semester. I loved the coursework, but not the courseload.
89. Really furry boots with pompoms make me cringe.
90. I get upset when I see dogs riding in the open backs of trucks.
91. I love peppermint. Especially with dark chocolate.
92. I'm fussy about socks. I'll only wear certain kinds.
93. I don't know how anyone can walk in high-heeled mules.
94. I like to drink my tea out of big mugs.
95. I'm sick of the way my site looks, and I really want to redesign it myself as a project, but I fear it will be too daunting.
96. I wash my hands a lot.
97. I wish coffee shops and diners provided the option of paying a little bit extra for real maple syrup (or, better yet, serving it for free instead of that corn-syrupy goo).
98. I look silly in many pastels.
99. I have good instincts.
100. Scented hand creams make me happy.
UPDATE: I just read The Gradual Gardener's list. It's significantly better and more serious and more disclosive than mine. Ditto Tink's and Mrs. Harridan's and TB's (and I'm sure I'm leaving someone else's out). I love reading other peoples' lists, but I'm having mixed feelings about mine. I feel like I've had a bit of a charmed life, which makes me both happy and guilty. I try to walk the fine line of disclosing interesting tidbits about myself, while also safeguarding family members' privacy. Plus, there are things that I'm not ready to talk about, and may never be ready to talk about. But, scented hand creams? Pastels? WTF??? I shot my wad on the first list with my nose job, didn't I?
62. I came to Nilla Wafers late in life, but now I am hooked.
63. I have a certain order in which I like to place the pots and pans on my stove burners.
64. There's a certain spot on each of my legs that I can't stand to have touched.
65. I'm crazy about Dove dark chocolate.
66. I wore braces for five years.
67. I had a headgear, too. I never wore it outside the house, but, oh, how I hated it.
68. My teeth are very small.
69. I once tried to play a record by dragging a sewing needle around in the grooves.
70. I desperately want children, but I can't stand it when babies cry in public.
71. I have a knack for finding good cashmere sweaters at thrift stores.
72. I knit every once in a while.
73. I wish I were more proficient with a sewing machine.
74. At times, I am a bit of a workaholic.
75. Other times, I find it difficult to get motivated.
76. I procrastinate horribly.
77. I have a drawerful of Valentine's Day cards that I have bought for my family members for several years in a row and have always forgotten to mail.
78. People used to ask me if I was a dancer. I took ballet in college; I sucked at it.
79. People don't ask me this anymore. I wish they did.
80. I used to play the piano and the flute.
81. I sucked at both.
82. I would like to learn to speak Portuguese. I don't imagine that I ever will, though.
83. I like some reeaaalllly cheesy music.
84. I'm a lightweight with alcohol.
85. In college, my roommate once ordered a sandwich with red sauce, mozzarella cheese, and lettuce. Thinking about it still grosses me out.
86. I think food appreciation should be taught in school along with nutrition.
87. I studied a year of art history. I absolutely loved it.
88. I was premed for a semester. I loved the coursework, but not the courseload.
89. Really furry boots with pompoms make me cringe.
90. I get upset when I see dogs riding in the open backs of trucks.
91. I love peppermint. Especially with dark chocolate.
92. I'm fussy about socks. I'll only wear certain kinds.
93. I don't know how anyone can walk in high-heeled mules.
94. I like to drink my tea out of big mugs.
95. I'm sick of the way my site looks, and I really want to redesign it myself as a project, but I fear it will be too daunting.
96. I wash my hands a lot.
97. I wish coffee shops and diners provided the option of paying a little bit extra for real maple syrup (or, better yet, serving it for free instead of that corn-syrupy goo).
98. I look silly in many pastels.
99. I have good instincts.
100. Scented hand creams make me happy.
UPDATE: I just read The Gradual Gardener's list. It's significantly better and more serious and more disclosive than mine. Ditto Tink's and Mrs. Harridan's and TB's (and I'm sure I'm leaving someone else's out). I love reading other peoples' lists, but I'm having mixed feelings about mine. I feel like I've had a bit of a charmed life, which makes me both happy and guilty. I try to walk the fine line of disclosing interesting tidbits about myself, while also safeguarding family members' privacy. Plus, there are things that I'm not ready to talk about, and may never be ready to talk about. But, scented hand creams? Pastels? WTF??? I shot my wad on the first list with my nose job, didn't I?
12 Comments:
Dude, like my disclosure of liking potpourri and scented candles was really earth shattering.
I love these lists almost as much for the content as for what people choose to reveal about themselves. And besides, having an online journal makes you more open and revelatory than most people. I know more about you than some people I see every day of my life. (But not in a weird stalkerish way)
I like your list much better than mine. Human nature, I guess, to be most critical of your own work.
OK, as far as the profile picture goes: I have no idea how I did mine. Really. I just tried a whole bunch of different things until it showed up. However, I just did my mom's, and I know how I did that (although it was not the same method I used on my own).
1. Upload a picture into a new post. Do this by clicking on the "Add Image" button on the top right of the "Create a post" screen.
2. Right click the image once it's in your post, and go to "properties" to get the URL.
3. Save the post as a draft (I'm not sure this is necessary, but I'm afraid if I delete it my mom's picture will disappear).
4. Copy the URL for the picture into the "Edit profile" screen.
I'm sure there's a more direct way to do this, but I have no idea what it is!
I thought your list was great.
"I once tried to play a record by dragging a sewing needle around in the grooves." *SNORT* That's great! Totally something I would have done.
"I get upset when I see dogs riding in the open backs of trucks." Me too! I refuse to drive behind them in fact. I would NEVER put my dogs in the back. I don't even leave them in the car alone for any great length of time.
There's nothing wrong with a "charmed" life. Don't feel guilty about that. At least you're aware that it could be worse. Some can't see past their own experiences. I heart you Arabella.
Awwwww.....you ladies make me feel all warm and fuzzy!
I wanted to add the same caveat at the end of my partial list, as well, including the nod to the great listmakers that we know. But then I read your list (thinking it was great) and saw that you had unnecessarily denigrated yourself in the way I was going to and I realized that we're both wrong for doing so. Exactly as TB said, what you choose to reveal about yourself tells us just as much about you as the facts themselves.
I like it that you recognize your own good instincts.
Thanks for all your kind comments.
GG, thanks for the detailed instructions--I just tried it, though, and it didn't work because initially my photo URL didn't have the "appropriate" ending (.jpeg, etc.), and then because the URL exceeded 68 characters.
I just failed my own word verification.
Sigh.
Dude, these lists are great, ALL of them, because they're unique to the poster. I loved reading The Gradual Gardner's (and seeing the pic of her as a milk carton, LOL, that was AWESOME), and Tink's and Mignon's and everyone else's, because I learned such great little tidbits about them. And I've really enjoyed your lists, too, and through them I've nodded my head and thought, "Me too" or "I can so relate to that."
THE PHOTO APPEARED!!!!! THE PHOTO APPEARED!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!! (Arabella does a little dance)
Is that prosciutto, amore? ;)
Love the lists. It's all pretty fascinating, even when it's mundane.
I can't wait to see the cashmere-compass in action!
Dude! I just learned how to upload a photo on my profile last night!!! LOL And I too had braces for 5 years and love Dove dark chocolate. :)
Great list! (I have to confess that as I first read #98, I thought you'd written "pasties," which made me laugh out loud.)
Your photo is beautiful! Good for you for figuring it out!
Why is everyone infinitely more interesting than I?
(Goes to bed and curls into fetal position...)
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