Thursday, February 17, 2011

Celebrating Superlatives..

So, my good bluggy (that's blog buddy) Tenaciously Yours was crazy enough to tag me on this little questionnaire. I'm honored she chose me, and of course totally overwhelmed at having to somehow sum up my life in a few short responses. But here goes!



What is your idea of perfect happiness?

Laying by the ocean, eyes burning from the sun, toes covered with sand.



What is your greatest fear?

I am totally copying Tenaciously, but I constantly worry about failing.

Which figures do you most identify with?
This is a tough one. I was once compared to Cameron Diaz in There's Something About Mary. Not looks-wise, obviously. But in terms of being a guy's guy looking for a guy who sees her as a girl.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

My inability to enjoy the quiet. I can never just be alone with my thoughts, meditate, or truly relax.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?

Condescension. I think that’s the ultimate offense you can commit (other than, you know, murder and stuff).

What do you most value in your friends?

Loyalty.

What words or phrases do you most overuse?

No way! Totes. Oyyyy.

What is your favorite journey?

Back in the day when we drove from MN to Cape Cod, and we finally hit the bridge that joins Boston to the Cape.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

I’m totally stealing Tenaciously’s again (this is why she’s one of my faves, we’re like the same person sometimes). I don’t get the big deal about patience. If we all sat back and waited…life would just pass us all by. Boooooring.

What is your favorite occupation?

Writing.

What do you dislike most about your appearance?

I so want to be enlightened here and say that I love my stretch marks because my sweet baby girl caused them. But I don’t. I loathe them. I’m also not fond of my skin’s ability to break out at the WORST times. Still…at over 30 years old.

What is your greatest regret?

I wasted a lot of time in bad relationships, ones that gave me nothing back, and caused me to give more of myself than anyone deserved.

What or who is the greatest love of your life?

Scott, of course! Who gave me the other love of my life, my sweet baby girl.

Where and when were you happiest?

This summer bringing my baby girl to Cape Cod, where I had the happiest moments of my life growing up. Watching her play in my sand, swim in my ocean, giggle at my seagulls stealing food. Just an awesome experience. I sat back and thought “I created that.”



If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

My inability to take risks. I take calculated risks. But just about every action in my life is planned, and planned again, and then there’s a plan B.

What do you consider to be your greatest achievement?

Getting into the college I wanted early decision. And being a good mom. I’m a cheater, I’m doing 2.

What is your most treasured possession?

A ring that my cousin wore before she passed away. We share a birthday and it’s very precious to me.

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

Waiting in line, or waiting on hold.

Where would you like to live?

Puerto Rico or Mexico.

What is your most marked characteristic?

Physical I seem to be known for my smile. As a person, probably being earnest.

What is your greatest extravagance?

Right now, seeing a chiropractor.

What are the qualities you most like in a man?

Protection. Openness. Honesty.

Who are your favorite writers?

Elizabeth Berg, Jodi Picoult for current. And I will always go back to the Brontes for comfort.

How would you like to die?

In my sleep, regretting nothing.

Who is your favorite hero of fiction?

I’ve always loved Holden Caulfield, I can’t help it.

Who are your heroes in real life?

My mom, for teaching me how to be an awesome mom without either of us knowing it. My grandmother for teaching me a love of words and writing. My dad for teaching me that gender roles were made to be broken. My husband for helping me continue to break them, and for showing me what real love and acceptance is.

What is your motto?

“It’s my lot in life…it’s not a lot, but it’s my life.”



I’m going to cheat and tag everyone and anyone.

But in the meantime, please visit Tenaciously Yours and a few of my other favorites, including:

Divine Secrets of a Domestic Diva talks about a world full of "azul"s.

Ivy League Insecurities examines what loving your life means.

Small Town Mommy discusses having to go gluten and dairy free for her daughter. Very honest piece about life changes.

It's Blogworthy openly discusses reflecting on what her blog means, and how to make it more.

As always, I love so many bloggers. These are just a few posts recently that have moved me to think, laugh, or cry.

6 comments:

Pearl said...

Interesting stuff!

Pearl

tenaciouslyyours.com said...

Soulmate, I love it!

And when I was reading your deplorable trait moment, it was an OMG ME TOO moment. Constantly moving, always vigilant. Right here.

Separately, because I know that we're in the same boat, my mitts are an ABSOLUTE mess and I made Linds promise that tomorrow after she gets off class, we can dedicate ~15 minutes to some admin in that area before we continue on with the extravaganza that is life.

Amanda @ It's Blogworthy said...

Oh how sweet! i love all of this. Especially the part about your trip with your little girl. I can't wait to take Luke to the beach with us. It's one of my favorite places..and Disney too. I can't wait to see the look on his face!

Thanks so much for linking me, too. I appreciate you!

Christina said...

that's such a sweet picture!

Aidan Donnelley Rowley said...

I love these questions and answers. So much fun to learn more about you - and, yes, the many ways in which you and I are similar. And what a lovely bonus to scroll to the end and see the link my way. Thanks :)

Small Town Mommy said...

Thank you so much for mentioning me. I have seen the gluten-free thing happen to a number of friends and had no understanding of what it actually meant when you were going through it. There is so much emotional baggage that you don't even think about until you experience it.