30 for 30, Day 26 (Plus 7 random things you really never cared about)

Here is my OOTD, minus part of my head again. Believe me, it is better this way.

 

Shirt: Brooks Brothers Stripe Button Down, Thrifted
Jeans: UO, BDG Ciggarette
Sweater: Anthro, Sparrow Masked Stripes Cardigan
Shoes: Nine West, Roothy
Necklace: Dillards

 

I was recently tagged by the fabulous Heidi of Heidluxe to tell you 7 things about myself.

Thanks, Heidi! I am sure the world is just dying to know 7 things about me. (Oh, the pressure. What if I can only come up with 6 things. Or what if I come up with more?)

 

so, i have to:

1. Thank and link back to the person who awarded you.

2. Share seven things about yourself.

3. Award seven recently discovered (by me, anyway) great bloggers.

4. Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award!

 

 

So here goes:

 

1. There are two things I get extremely jealous about.  Insanely jealous. 

A) When I am driving down the street (especially near my house) and someone is out running.  Like, that could totally be me. Why am I driving in my car when I could be running.  Who cares I am wearing 4 inch pumps? I would rather be running.  S.N.- This is even true if I have already done a run for the day.  Doesn't matter.

B) When someone ELSE scores a great thrifted find. That totally should have been me.  Why wasn't it?  This is especially true of shoes and furniture.  Don't ask me why. 

2. I love hip hop. WHAT?! Don't get crazy. I don't actually listen to it.  The words are terrible.  I listen to music that will be uplifting and positive. But I love crazy music. Therefore, I clean and sew (and sometimes dance with my kids) to some MAD TobyMac. (I know. Now your parents won't let you be friends with me.)

3. I love to read. Like obsessively. You are probably thinking, "I like to read a lot too." No, it is worse than that. Don't believe me?  How about now?  Still no?

Okay well, listen to this:

When I was getting ready to start Jr High, I was riding my bike home from a friends house, and decided to read a book to pass the time (it was a long ride, okay?!).  This was a bad idea.  I ran into a parked truck (you know, the pickups with the cab on the back?) and hit my face on the glass.  I wrecked the bike, and required a plastic surgeon to pull the tooth chips out of the skin above my lip and close it up.  I now have a Mercedes sign scar on my upper lip.  Very cool. Don't play, you know you want one.

4. I have been asked multiple times if I am my kids' babysitter.  Not as much recently, since my boys are bigger than me. Now people ask them to, "hook me up with your sister."  This drives them and husband crazy.  I just feel sorry for them.  Believe me, this implied youthfulness has not always been welcomed. It is hard to get a doctor to take you seriously when you look (and actually are 18,19 years old) and think your kid has a life-threatening illness.  This has really happened.  My second son was born when I was 19, and was born with Pyloric Stenosis. The doctor accused me of starving him. I was producing plenty of milk.  He was actually starving to death.  Good thing I did not let them dumb me down, we pushed for more testing, and a simple ultrasound later, we had the answer.  (This is the cutie that had a birthday last week!)

Which brings me to my next point.

5. I don't have a college degree. In fact, I have never taken a college class.

I used to be embarrassed about this.  Until I talked to some of my friends from high school who went off to great colleges.  They got a little too smart.  In fact, they lost ground in their faith, and who they really are inside.  I don't want to lose that, and I don't want my kids to do that.  (But they are going to college.  Our son has applications out at the Naval Academy.)  Don't get me wrong, I think education is VERY important. I just think it is tough to hold on to your values in this day and age.  I am a smart girl. I read like crazy. I read political books, history books, the Bible, biographies, even textbooks along with novels, magazines and newspapers.  I want to be cute AND smart. I just want to do so in a way that develops strong character.

6. I have a serious obsession with coffee.  It is really bad.  I visited my friends in Pasco, Washington last May. The coffee state. There is a coffee house in every business. The Jiffy Lube, the Scooter Store, the Drug Store, the Hardware Store. It was absolute bliss. Coffee everywhere. My little heaven. (Oh, and the mountains were stunning too.)  So now I am addicted to this Buzz Joy coffee that my friends hooked an iv into my arm and made me get addicted to.  I feel bad about this, and did not want to snort drink alone, so I brought some home with me and got Jay hooked too.

7. I love everything vintage.  My mom tries to show me my baby pictures, and all I can see is the cute maxi dress she is wearing while holding me.  Everyone is looking at a picture of my grandpa in his favorite chair, and I notice the flocked drapes behind him.  I sold our leather sectional on Craigslist, and bought a blue velvet sofa from the thrift store.  Here is what the shampoo guy said when he came to clean it, and I quote, "This looks like it has been sitting in some old lady's living room covered in plastic for 50 years."  Woo Hoo! Jackpot.  Old things are WAY better than new.

Here are my tags, you little stylish bloggers, you. I haven't checked to see if any of you have already done this, just picked randomly....

Array of Anthro

Behind the Dressing Room Door

Found in My Closet

Lori's Looks

Modestly Styled Modestly Me

Musings on the Mountain

She Hath Done What She Could