About Me for Real

Here are 25 random things about me that you may or may not want to know.

  1. I will not correct your grammar unless you ask me to or unless you will embarrass yourself if I don’t step in. I might correct it in my head because I have an English degree and I can’t help it.  But I find that some kind of weird moment occurs when people find out what I do; they immediately start being super insecure about everything they say.  I’m here to tell you that I’m not that kind of English teacher.
  2. I do understand about insecurity because I am the world’s most unathletic person. Case in point: I ruined my 4.0 college GPA during my LAST semester with a B- in. . . get ready for it. . . BOWLING. Coach Law was very serious about bowling; even sadder than my grade is the fact that he graded on improvement.
  3. In spite of #2, I really wanted to be a professional basketball player in junior high. I’m 5’3″–I was amazing at defense.
  4. My brothers have enjoyed pulling out videos of my foray into said basketball career when I was in high school, especially if any of my friends were over.
  5. Speaking of brothers, I have two of them. I also have two sons. My dog is a boy. I can tell you anything you want to know about Legos, astronomy, dinosaurs, and robots. I do not, however, know how to create an outfit with matching accessories.
  6. I have never broken a bone, worn braces, or had glasses. I also haven’t been to an eye doctor since before I went to college, so I could just be kidding myself about the last one.
  7. I have never had a speeding ticket. I have, however, backed into parked objects (car, dumpster).
  8. I sometimes feel depressed, unmoored even, that my students are too young to be familiar with Seinfeld. This lack of knowledge on their part hinders my ability to teach them about the meaning of life.
  9. I am a vegetarian. We don’t have time for all the reasons right now.
  10. I am really, really, really good at charades.
  11. I am an introvert; I start to go a little crazy if I can’t have time to be by myself. At the end of a school day, I prefer to have at least an hour where I don’t say anything at all to anyone.
  12. However, I enjoy public speaking (a good thing since that’s what I do for around 5 hours every day). This is a change from 7th grade, where I almost had a nervous breakdown because I had to do an oral book report the next day. This is the only time I remember my mother saying, “Just don’t do it–just take a 0!” She was desperate to help me.
  13. But I did do the book report because I have made one C in my school career–5th grade–in penmanship. I have been insecure about my handwriting ever since.
  14. My first car was a maroon 1983 Chevy Malibu Classic. V-8, Rear wheel drive. This was especially classy when my dad sent me back to college with the CB radio. And taught me how to use it.
  15. My Malibu (named Leon—don’t ask) provided one especially lovely memory. One night I was driving home at about 12:30am. Something in the steering column started rolling around. No big deal, until I needed to turn left. Moving the steering wheel to the left turned on the horn–any left turn, any slight correction to the left, and the horn went blaring. I was able to work around it until I turned onto my street, at which point the horn just went all out all the way to my house. Good times.
  16. One of my favorite responsibilities of all time in my job is that I get to read all the names at our high school’s graduation ceremonies.  We have an incredibly diverse student body, and I enjoy the challenge of trying to pronounce all 500 names correctly (not that I do). I also enjoy making faces at my students before they walk across the stage.
  17. I hate the word “unique.”
  18. Passive voice is also hated by me.
  19. I grew up in St. Louis, MO; I love all things St. Louis Cardinals.  After a decade of living in Texas and after watching all episodes of Friday Night Lights, I still do not understand the rules of football.
  20. My Myers-Briggs personality type is INTJ. In the reading material they gave us to go along with this test, I learned that only 25% of the people with this type are women, and that only 1% of women have this type. If this is true, it may explain why I’m cerebral about pretty much anything.
  21. Which may also explain why I freak out if I think I’m being emotionally manipulated. Like if I’m conscious that I might be following some kind of trend. Like composing lists of 25 random things about myself.
  22. I love that my husband is completely okay with #21. Recently we were cleaning out our very small house in which we’re trying to fit as long as possible. I was going through a pile of old greeting cards and said, “Hey, would it be okay with you if we just agreed to never get each other a greeting card ever again?” He was more than okay with this.
  23. My favorite punctuation mark is the dash.
  24. One summer, while staying at my grandparents’ house, I watched Return of the Jedi at least 7 times in one week. I tried to memorize it, actually.  “You may dispense with the pleasantries, Commander.”
  25. I didn’t succeed, but I have memorized a fair bit of Hamlet.  This is surprisingly impressive to teenagers.
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13 responses to “About Me for Real

  1. I find #8 to be increasingly depressing as well. 5th grade penmanship was also my only C in grade school. Must be genetic. I don’t even attempt penmanship now.

  2. I have to say that this has got to be one of the best lists ever! It was so much fun to read and to read about you!

    P.S. I hate the word “purse”.

  3. After reading this I am SUPER excited about working with you. I also love the dash. But my ab-fab is the interrobang. It makes me think of Bnagarang. 🙂 So now you will understand why the latter is in parenthesis behind any interrobang I use.

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