I could lie and tell you that I’m relaxing on my couch while I get this post ready. I could tell you that I’m sitting here, all chill and basking in the warmth and good vibes. But I’m not. It’s Election Night, and I’m nervous. Anxious. Picking at my hangnails. Because I just don’t know how things are going to go. So instead of lying, I’m just going to share some random facts about me because this month, it’s all about us. We’re a little selfish like that, and quite frankly, we’re okay with it.

The only type of toothpaste I like is the Arm and Hammer Baking Soda White toothpaste. My husband decided that he likes a different brand, so now we have two full tubes. It breaks my heart a little bit, not sharing the same toothpaste.

My parents gave us just about everything we needed or wanted; they asked for very little in return. It’s a model that I have tried with my girls.

I would love to get LASIK and get rid of the glasses that I’ve worn for the past 35 years. The only thing that stops me? I can see the crow’s feet deepening around my eyes and I’m just too damn vain to do it. Plus all the images that you see with the surgeries when the eye juice spurting up kinda scare me a little bit.

At night, I wind up sharing my pillow with our 17-year-old cat. She used to sleep around the top of my head like a halo. Now she takes the Mohawk position. Neither one means I sleep any better.

As stupid as it sounds, I’ll probably save the email from Twitter saying that John Heilemann replied to one of my tweets forever. Because I’m a political junkie and he’s pretty much the bee’s knees for me. You know what would make my decade? Having Mr. Heilmann speak to my classes about the excellence in writing (and if you can make that happen, there’s some quality hand knit socks in it for you . . . seriously, make this happen).

Knitting? Yes, I do.

I have a not-so-secret crush on Joe Bidden. I figure he has a thing for English teachers named Jill, so it could happen.

The word barrette bothers the living shit out of me. So do the phrases, “Let’s reach out to them,” and “I’d like to piggy back on the comment,” when you really wanted to say, “Let’s contact them about . . . ” and “I’d like to add . . . ” A co-worker said the “piggy back” comment at a parent/teacher conference once, and I nearly came across the desk at him. He absolutely did it on purpose. And I absolutely got him back for it.

Apparently I really need to clean my glasses (and fix that zit on my chin . . . what self-respecting 43-year-old gets a zit?!)

Reading = love. However, I rarely read books written for adults. Not a crime but kind of odd.

The soundtrack to Camelot holds a special place in my heart. Meaning, it’s a huge inside joke in our house.

Got any random facts about yourself you’d like to share?



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  1. November 7, 2012

    Random facts about me: My facebook feed this morning if full of doom and gloom about the election results. (I could care less) I am seeing an old boyfriend from 20 years ago and right now things are casual and the door is open for either of us to see other people. I am not, he is. When ordering a pizza at my house last night, when they asked for an address, he said let me let you talk to my girlfriend. This does not make me happy because he is playing loose with the word. I have a capstone project due for my undergraduate degree in a few days and its not ready. The final draft isn’t due for another three weeks but I need a complete rough draft by the 9th. I graduate in December. Random Facts for you!

    • Jill #
      November 7, 2012

      Don’t you just love the doom & gloom posts? Personally, my favs were the the ones that said, “I’ll be praying for this president,” because that implies either you haven’t been or you’ve been actively praying against him in the past four years. I, too, am seeing an old boyfriend from 20 years ago (if my husband will allow me to call him that) 😉 Good luck with the capstone project . . . I’m a horrible procrastinator, so I would be right there with you.

  2. November 9, 2012

    Random Fact: I was taller than my mother by the age of seven. No she is not vertically challenged, she was just the unlucky woman to have a giant as a child. She is 5’2″ and I am currently 6’7″.

    • Jill #
      November 9, 2012

      I can’t tell you how much I laughed when I read this. I, too, am taller than my mother, but I’m only 5’7″ . . . a mere two inches taller than she is.

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