Who I Am

I am Marie and Mary's granddaughter.
I didn't get to meet either of my grandfathers.
I'm 29.
I was always the tallest in my grade in grammar school.
I look exactly like my father.
I used to have bleach blond curly hair.
I am a sister.
I am a god-mother.
I love being outside.
I love the ocean.
I'm a rower.
I'm a crossfitter.
I am too nice.
I own too many shoes.
I don't speak up for myself enough.
I've got a ridiculous memory.
I'm a lawyer.
I run.
I eat everything.
I love good food.
I hate the rain.
I love flip flops, even in the winter.
I have a fur baby.
I'm a skier.
I hate heights.
I am a little OCD at times.
I totally eavesdrop into other people's conversations.
I love to people watch.
I talk about my wedding like it was yesterday.
I'm terrible at answering my phone.
I totally text while driving.
I'm not afraid to die.
I know there is a heaven.
I think you can talk to God anytime, anywhere.
I can't draw for shit.
I love being around water.
I'm doing Tough Mudder.
I've got tattoos.
I drink too much coffee.
I love any baby animal.
I'd love to be a sommelier in my next life.
I love cheese.
I am fiercely proud of my family.
I miss the Hudson.
I miss my Marist Family.
I <3 Elvis
I bowl.
I'm usually social chair anywhere that I work.
I read like crazy.
I buy ridiculous jewelry.
I wish I had blue eyes.
I am a wife.
I want to be a mother.
I love getting dressed up.
I love lounging on the couch.
I love eating my husband's cooking.
I hate putting away the silverware.
I don't spend enough time with my dog.
I don't get outside enough.

I'm not sure that's everything, but it's a start.

Nerd Girl Problems

Since my insomnia kicked in full force last night, I was relegated downstairs to the couch so as not to disturb the sleepy Beauty husband of mine. As reading didn't help and the TV just made my mind spin faster, I flipped open the Mac book and started stumbling** across the Internet. I found a "Sunshine in a Jar" recipe for tied died vanilla cake in small mason jars. I came across funny pictures of animals, the stupidest HP tattoos out there, and guidance on how to successfully climb Mt. Everest. All in all, these innocuous sites helped my brain start to slow. I thought I'd hit stumble one last time before bed when I came upon this glorious site:

http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/nerd+girl+problems

Kismet, I say.

It's wonderful to see girls like me exist! AND they have the same thoughts I do re: reading, characters, friends...

Needless to say, it wasn't my insomnia that kept me up for the 45 minutes, it was these witty posts. Here are the few that I enjoyed the most:

(This one has gotten me in trouble on many occasion)

post on fellow nerd girls!!! Here's hoping I don't get weird looks when I mutter "nerd girl problems" under my breath at work, etc.



**I refer to the Mozilla toolbar button that, once it knows your likes and dislikes, will take you to pages around the web you've never been before. Get it.