High School was: a rollercoaster I'm glad to be done with. Although it was a significant time of growth, it was a chapter I closed with a sigh of relief...
I will never forget: mine and Bob's first date. We went and saw "Finding Nemo" and then I spent the night throwing up in his bathroom...how endearing.I once met: a few singers you may or may not recognize: David Phelps, Michelle Tumes, Andrew Peterson, and Rhythm.
There’s this girl I know who: is moving to Indonesia for 6 months in December.
By noon I’m usually: antsy, ready to get another caffeine kick and wondering how I'm going to make it through the rest of the afternoon at work. By noon on Tuesdays and Thursdays though, I'm usually meeting my man for lunch at school.
Last night I: watched the season premiere of "Smallville", complained about all of the retarded new CW commercials, and fell asleep at 9:30.
Next time I go to church: will be the Sunday of Fall Break, so I'm guessing a lot of people won't be there.
What worries me most is: my personal finances.
When I turn my head right, I see: my other computer monitor, a picture of Nali, a picture of Bob and I (we're a rather handsome pair!), and my kleenex box.
When I turn my head left, I see: my cup of hot tea, headphones, company phonelist and regional map. Oh, and the evidence that I'm obsessed with cool pens that write pretty...
You know I’m lying when: I won't look you in the eye when I'm explaining myself, or rather trying to justify myself. I get defensive in a rather senseless way, and am quick to get offended when you try and call me out on what I'm saying. (Oh, the joys of questions that make you hold the mirror up to yourself...)
If I was a character written by Shakespeare I'd: be a really silly, aloof character who walks around some enchanted garden singing to herself.
By this time, next year: I'm not gonna say it, I'm not gonna say it! Because what I want by this time next year hasn't been revealed as His will just yet :) But I what I DO know is that, Lord-willing, I will be that much further through my masters degree. Oh, and Nali will be almost 4 years old, and little puppy Maia will be over a year old!
A better name for me would be: Bob likes to call me "Old Man" because that's how I move around when I'm tired...
I have a hard time understanding: 1) myself when I studder, 2) anything related to science
If I ever go back to school I’ll: be calling myself crazy for being in school for so long!
You know I like you if: I make it a point to call or email you, saying how/why I appreciate you (and if I REALLY REALLY like you, you may get a REAL letter in the mail!)
Three people who bore me are: Greta van Susteren (if you're a Fox News fan, you'll hopefully understand), Barefoot Contessa (I don't even know her real name, but she's on Food Network), and the guy who played Napoleon Dynamite (I'm just not amused...)
Take my advice, NEVER: despair. "As it is, I rejoice, not because you were grieved, but because you were grieved into repenting. For you felt a godly grief, so that you suffered no loss through us. For godly grief produces a repentance that leads to salvation without regret, whereas worldly grief produces death." *2 Corinthians 7:9-10
My ideal breakfast is: I'm a Southern girl, so take a guess! I looooove breakfast!
If you visit my hometown, I suggest: purchasing a map of the Dallas/Fort Worth area...
Why won’t anyone: whisk me away on a vacation, and bring me back to the surprise of someone having painted my apartment for me???
If you spend the night at my house, DO: expect one 65-pound dog and one 20-pound dog to climb up into the bed with you. AND they'll be your best friends for the rest of your life :)
The world could do without: spiders and skeeters (I was tempted to go political on this one, but I refrained)
I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: give blood or take part in any other activity which requires a needle
My favorite blonde is: Jana Cotton and Reese Witherspoon Paperclips are more useful than: staples. You can remove paperclips, but if you remove a staple then the paper is inevitably imperfect. There's no going back...(from the mouth of a school nerd)
San Diego means: the land of the devil? Oh wait, that's "Diablo"...yeah, I didn't do well in Spanish.