September 8, 2013

50 Things Part V

Welcome to the final installment of my 50 things series!  If you made it this far, you are amazing.  This last section definitely has a bit of a childhood theme.  I got some input from my mom during a conversation we had a couple weeks ago.
This has been a challenge, coming up with worthy things to write down.  But it's been the kind of challenge that helps one get to know themselves again.  I encourage you to give it a shot!  So thanks for reading everyone!  You can find part 1 here, part 2 here, part 3 here, and part 4 here.
41.      I have a strong desire for a simpler lifestyle.  I can't seem to pull myself away from the internet or the incredible want for a smart phone.  But, I have romanticized the concept of a simpler life.  Growing a garden, keeping chickens, canning my own veggies, drying my clothes on a clothesline, taking more time to cook really GOOD meals.  You might say, "Haley, that's a lot of work."  Maybe, but I'm extremely lazy so it would probably be good for me!
42.      According to my mom, strangers used to comment on my nose.  She said that once she was sitting in a waiting room with me on her lap when I was about 18 months old.  She said a woman came up to her, looked down at me and said.  “That baby has the perfect nose!  People pay thousands of dollars to have that nose!”  So I guess I have that going for me.
43.      I get attached to people very easily.  I think this kind of comes with my hate for change.  When someone I care about moves away, I go into a very weird sort of act-like-a-three-year-old-stomp-my-foot depression.  Over the past several years about six or seven of my closest friends have moved out of state.  And, with each one a little piece of me has felt squished.  Welp.
44.      I truly, honestly believe everything happens with a purpose.  I believe God works all things out with a plan.  Sometimes things happen that are SO FRACKING HARD that we can’t always understand why they happen.  But I know that I can take comfort in that He is good.  He is powerful.  He is constant and He doesn’t make mistakes.
45.      I have always been a sleeper.  I get flack from my swim team when I come into practice super tired.  "Did you not get to bed on time H? When did you fall asleep?  7:30?"  No.  But in all seriousness, as a small child I'd be up at 7:00 or later, take two hour naps, and be in bed by 8:30.  I was even in bed by 8:30 in high school.  (mainly because I was up at 5:30 for swim practice).  Even now, if I'm not doing anything on a Friday night, I'm in bed by 9:30.  Sometimes I wonder if I'm secretly sick because I sleep so much.  But no, I just need sleep.  And now that I endure early morning workouts six days a week... it's even worse.
46.      When I was in my awkward pre-teen/teen years, I had obsessions with Winnie the Pooh, Backstreet Boys, and Leonardo Dicaprio.  Whatever, I still maintain Leo is ridiculously adorable.  The BSB?  Not so much. 
47.      I was once sent to the principal’s office.  I was in fourth grade and was in my first year in a new town and at a new school.  My teacher was Mr. Frieberger.  My bully was Ricky Gruber.  Ricky and I were in the back of the classroom getting things out of our backpacks.  Ricky had the habit of teasing me for being bigger than the other girls.  Well, he told me to stop taking up the whole closet.  I told him to shut up.  We both got sent to the office.  I’m not bitter about the teasing much these days, especially after I found out through the grapevine that Ricky is now overweight.  What goes around comes around buddy.  But hope things work out for ya!  Ok, so maybe I’m a little bitter.
48.      As a kid I was quite bossy.  This doesn’t surprise me as I did originally set out to be a teacher.  I think bossiness is a quality all teachers have to had possessed at one point or another.
49.      Again, when I was little, mom and dad say that instead of saying “thank you” I started out saying “keekum”.  Maybe it was a combination of thank you and your welcome?  I’m much better with pronunciation now.
50.      I’m a hopeful romantic.  I don’t like the phrase “hopeless romantic” because I don’t believe anyone is hopeless.  Seriously.  Romantic (not cheesy) movies, flowers on my birthday, weddings, well written music.  I’m a sucker.  You’re talking to the girl who dressed up as a bride for Halloween when she was four years old.  My favorite game to play with my Barbies?  Wedding.  I think that real love and romance (not the media’s versions) are wonderful things and believe they should always be protected.  And I’m ok with that.

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