weirdo

After the comments on my last post, I thought I would publish this one that I had started, but never completed:
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So, I have been tagged to reveal some weird things about myself. My bag of secrets is getting smaller the longer I have this blog, but it is also making me more self-aware, which makes new idiosyncracies occur to me. So...

1. I have always looked younger than I am. When I was 26 and Kate was 6, we were mistaken for sisters a couple times! You might think this is an enviable trait, but it really irritated me in my 20s. (Older) people would say, "I wouldn't have guessed your age-you look so young!" in a way that maybe they thought was supposed to be a compliment, but really sounded like an insult. It always made me feel like maybe I was dressing inappropriately or saying "like" too often or something. But now I realize they were just jealous.

Just in the past few months the cashiers have stopped asking for my i.d. if I buy alcohol with my groceries. And it kind of hurts.

2. I have a tattoo on my ankle. In our current environment, this is totally NOT weird at all. But when my girlfriend and I decided to get tattoos the summer of 1990, we didn't know anyone else who had one, and felt that we were being pretty wild.

3. I am somewhat prone to fainting. The most recent time it happened was when I was in labor with Thomas! I got to the examining room, changed my clothes, and got on the table. The interns or whoever they were tipped the table back to see how dilated I was. It seems that they tipped me too far back, or maybe the baby slid into the wrong spot... All I know is that I was suddenly unconscious- in a dream state, swimming back into the room and wondering where I was. Then I remembered that I was having a baby. Man, that was a bummer. Poor Bill was sitting right there, hearing the monitors go off and stuff.