one hundred things about me :: part one

I have never been able to complete the list that so many bloggers seem to do - 100 things about me. I can get to about 50, and then I give up, or get bored. It is too easy to fall into this trap of mentioning one negative thing, and then to keep going down that path. Who wants to read that? And even better, after reading that, why would anyone continue reading?

So I thought why not try again? Start with ten things, and try to keep things light, yet interesting.

part one :: let's get physical

{one} I am left-handed. My parents and sister are right-handed. This made life interesting. No one understood why it took me so long to open a can of soup. My paternal grandmother is left-handed and was made to do things right-handed. They actually tied her left arm behind her back. The reasoning was that back then they thought left-handed people were evil.

{two} My eyes are green. Again, everyone else in my immediate family has blue eyes. I also seem to have inherited this from my paternal grandmother.

{three} I am not adopted, although there were times I had my doubts. I felt sure that at the very least there was a mix up at the hospital. Once I even confronted my mom and begged her to tell me that my father wasn't really my father. Alas, she told me that indeed he was.

{four} I have worn glasses since I was five. It probably should have been sooner. My grandmother noticed I was sitting too close to the television set and insisted an appointment be made. I hated doctors and was convinced that the instrument the optometrist used to figure out my prescription, had hundreds of tiny needles that were going to be pressed into my face. I had quite the imagination. Of course I didn't share this with anyone and just freaked out until it was over.

{five} Under my right knee, I have a birthmark. It is roundish in shape, but nothing interesting. Inside of it there were lots of little freckles. Thankfully over the years it has faded, although never completely gone away. Now it looks more like dirt.

{six} My hair is brown. In the summer it gets blonde highlights; in the autumn in can look auburn in the right light. I dyed it a couple of times, but have decided not to again, until I have to.

{seven} My skin is very pale. On the rare occasions that I buy foundation, I usually end up with the second from the lightest.

{eight} Despite that I was born in a place with a distinct accent, I do not have it. If you heard me speak, you would never guess that that is where I am from. I do have trouble with certain words. For example, "asked" can come out as "axed", as in "I axed my mother".

{nine} My belly button is an 'inny'.

{ten} My feet are extremely ticklish. I don't like my feet to be touched because of it. As a result, I have only had a pedicure twice. Each time I am sure the women who worked on my feet must have thought I was insane.

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