During the opening keynote that Catherine hosted at BlissDom Canada (There were more A@@hole references than you might expect, but they were kind of awesome. And completely appropriate). She threw out a bunch of prompts and I wrote some responses in my Notes App and then forgot all about it. That is, until Miss Loukia posted her list of fives. I’m going to be a lemming and post my fives. I posted a bunch of ‘fives’ meme posts back in the day but (the writing is cringe-worthy, and) the majority of you are new to to this place. And me. Let’s kick it old school and get acquainted.
Five things you don’t know about me:
I have eight siblings. Yes, eight. We all share the same Dad and range in age from 18-47. If you try to refer to any of them as “half” siblings, I will cut you. They are my brothers and sisters, Amen.
I skipped third grade. I spent the summer between second and fourth grade learning multiplication and cursive writing and after a short stint in a third/fourth grade split, the third-graders moved on and I was a fourth-grader. I also continued to attend “advanced”classes and did crazy things like taking grade eight and nine French class in one year. I was considered highly intelligent back in the day, is what I’m saying.
I had Pyloric Stenosis when I was a baby. I was a newborn and could send projectile vomit six feet or more, each time. A (misguided) family doctor told my parents that a bit of brandy would probably help. At three weeks of age I was rushed to Emergency and had a surgery that, if they’d waited even a few hours, would have been too late. I have a scar that runs from my belly button, up. Six inches or so. It reminds me every day that I must be here for a reason.
I had knee surgery at the age of twenty when I couldn’t walk up a flight of stairs without using the railing for support. My family doctor (was a jerk, and) didn’t believe me. We pushed and were sent t0 a specialist, who showed that my right kneecap was misaligned – patellofemoral syndrome. One day-surgery and some physio therapy later, I could not only walk without pain, I could run.
I am a hand talker. This is something that I became informed about a good four or five years ago when I was doing a “five things about me” post and I asked Matthew what I should add. He informed me that I am a hand-talker and I had no idea what he was talking about. My local friends chimed in to tell me that he was telling the truth and I guess that maybe they’re right? I have no idea that I’m doing it but a few (or many) knocked over drinks and/or photo/videos of me makes me think that there may be some truth to this. Maybe.
Five things I am knowledgeable about:
My kids. I know how they work, I know their love languages, I know how amazing they are. I have no idea how to parent anybody else’s kids, but I know how to parent mine.
Accounting. I have Really Important Initials after my name because I wrote a four-day exam, and passed.
Hockey. I don’t give a rip about players’ stats but get me watching a live game or a playoff game on the teevee and I am VOCAL and OPINIONATED and INVESTED IN MY TEAM.
Cooking/baking. I fumbled my way through keeping myself fed when I first moved out on my own and got to move from following recipes to the letter to winging it and having a whole lot of fun with cooking over these past eleven years of marriage. I like to cook, he likes to eat. It’s a good partnership.
Photography. I can pick up my camera and get the shot that I want, 97% of the time. It took a lot of practice to get here, but here I am.
Five things I know nothing about:
Christianity. I have been a Christian for 23 years (!). I’ve attended Bible school and Home Groups and hashed out a lot of stuff with friends whom I trust. I fail, often, but that’s where forgiveness comes into play. I feel like I have only scratched the surface.
Accounting. I switched fields two years ago and have spent a lot of time floundering. WHY DO THEY KEEP CHANGING THE RULES?
Football. Dudes run around, and when they do something magical, there is a lot of bum-patting. It’s kind of like marriage, but even more confusing.
Cooking/baking. I have so much more that I want/need to learn. Like making a pie. I have never made a pie and need to do so.
Photography. I know that I do not suck, but I am not awesome. I want to be awesome.
Five things I believe:
God is who He says He is. As is Jesus. Not the North American depiction of Him, but the loving God of the Bible. Read it. You’ll see what I mean.
The Okanagan is the best place to live in all of Canada. Crazy hot summers, mild winters, only a few days of rain a year, and vineyards as far as the eye can see.
Ice-water is the only way to drink water. People who drink room-temperature water are not to be trusted.
Salsa belongs on eggs. My husband mocks me for doing so but I put salsa on almost everything, including eggs. Because WHY WOULDN’T YOU?
Matthew is the perfect husband for me. He is not perfect, no, and I am not perfect, AT ALL, but we are perfect together. I thank God for Matthew every day, because how could I not?
There you have it. Did you learn anything new about me? Do you want to chime in with answers of your own?