Random

by Stefani on 19-November-2007

What Do You See?

(Random photo above has virtually nothing to do with this post other than the fact that it is random. In case you’re interested though, this is the Frost Tower at night. It is {for now} the tallest building in Austin. My boys think it looks like an owl from this angle, so they asked me to take a picture of it. I get that a lot… “Mama, take a picture of *this*!”

I’ve been tagged, mercilessly (I kid), by Lori, (sweet, cooler than cool, Lori) Visty (witty and wonderful Visty), and Tracy (incredibly talented Tracy ) , to give you five random facts about myself. (You thought I’d forgotten, didn’t you Tracy?)

Honestly, how could I refuse such incredible women?

Alright then here goes (and don’t say that I didn’t warn you)

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(Wasn’t I cute?)

1. When my mother was pregnant with me she craved barbecue sandwhiches and oranges. Interesting, because while I was pregnant with James I craved Quarter Pounders with Cheese with a chaser of any and all fruits. My husband begged me to stay out of the produce department the way people plead with heroine addicts to get the monkey off their backs. Something just came over me when I got next to a pile of pineapples. I couldn’t help myself. I had to have 10 of them, right away, or die trying.

2. I cry very easily. Very. Oatmeal commercials, sappy country songs, Nora Ephron movies… all the predictable stuff makes me cry and it kind of ticks me off. So cliche. Once though, I hit rock bottom and cried over a Chick Fil A sandwich. This time, I was pregnant with Ryder. I got really hungry in that way that only happens when you are pregnant. I was out shopping and the only thing I had on me, in the way of currency, was a check. So, I went to Chick Fil A, because they take checks at the drive through.

The line was long and I was about ready to gnaw off my arm, when I finally made it to the window, only to hear, “Um, I’m sorry ma’am. We no longer take checks.” I sat right there and cried, CRIED over a sandwich. The poor little teenage checkout girl had no idea what to do in this situation. I think she might have cried later too.

3. My middle name starts with an X. It is not Xavier or Xanadu. Just you try to figure that one out 🙂

4. I’m claustrophobic. Yep, and I’m preparing for a 13 hour flight in a few weeks. I’ll be traveling with my mother, who is also claustrophobic. Cocktails, anyone?

5. In the 6th grade, I ended every single prayer with, “And please God, let me move to New York and be best friends with Madonna.” For real. Maybe Gwenyth prayed the same prayer.

There you have it. I’ve been utterly random, and now I must inflict tag 5 other poor saps blog friends.

So, Lina, Lynn, Jade, Kristin and Kris, you’re on!

I feel kinda bad, putting you on the spot like this. Really, you don’t *have to* do it. I mean, I might cry if you don’t, but then… I might cry if you do, too. So, you know, whatever.

Sarah Jackson November 19, 2007 at 7:59 pm

Shoot – Tracy tagged me too and I DID forget. Well, at least I’ll have a post for tomorrow!

I too can cry over almost anything. I feel like the biggest dork in the world.

Oh, and could your baby look any more like you? I don’t think so.

Anne November 19, 2007 at 8:11 pm

I am sorry, but I am laughing at the thought of a pregnant woman crying over a sandwich, but it makes complete sense. I cried in Panera Bread when pregnant because the soup burned my hand and I was trying to carry a toddler and a tray, with a sciatic nerve issue (from pregnancy). No one helped me, they just gawked at the crying pregnant woman. I would have bought you the sandwich.

Keri November 19, 2007 at 9:22 pm

But how cool would it be if you’re middle name really WAS Xanadu?! 🙂

I cry over really stupid stuff too. DA*N those stupid Folgers Christmas commercials! It’s become WAY worse since I had my son. But I haven’t been pregnant in 8 years so I don’t think I can use that as an excuse anymore.

Oh and that building DOES look like an owl!

sarah November 19, 2007 at 9:55 pm

#1. you just incorporated a heroin-induced monkey into a pregnancy story. that is the greatest thing ever.

Leigh-Ann November 19, 2007 at 10:47 pm

Xanne!!!!!!

BOOOOOYA!!!!!

😉

TumTum November 20, 2007 at 12:35 am

I cry over everything too, just this morning at about four am, i was sitting on my couch watching elf, of all things, sniffling and sobbing it up like a baby. what can i say..i love christmas spirit. my dad definently gets the big baby award though. he’s a pretty manly man ( you might even say he’s a little red) , loves his loud cars and the speed channel, but the other day he called me in his room and made me watch a vantriloquist (oh gosh dont know how to spell that)on tube, with a turtle puppet who was singing what a wonderful world in a kermit the frog voice. my dad was balling like a baby! i was like what um..are you taking medication ? ! the fact that he is a cry baby is one of my favourite things about him. geez haha sorry that was so long!

Ali November 20, 2007 at 3:31 am

Xanthe? I love people who are criers. So liberating to just have a good bawl.

Tracy Harris November 20, 2007 at 5:11 am

I totally forgot.

I cry over anything too. It’s ridiculous.

Xena?

Jade November 20, 2007 at 5:47 am

I feel like a kid on the school yard! I’m it! I agree with Sarah, now I’ll have something to post about. This NaBloPoMo is CRAZY!!!

Jade November 20, 2007 at 5:50 am

I almost forgot… I was totally rooting for Xanadu! Okay, Xara??

Sarah November 20, 2007 at 5:51 am

Xia? Xaria?

I totally see an owl in that picture.

kirsten November 20, 2007 at 6:26 am

ha ha ha! madonna! that is so hilarious.

dana November 20, 2007 at 6:29 am

Middle name Xantha??

dana November 20, 2007 at 6:29 am

Middle name Xantha??

beki November 20, 2007 at 6:32 am

That was fun, thanks for sharing!

Penny November 20, 2007 at 6:47 am

Stefani,
Cool blog you have! Thanks for visiting mine last week. You can tell, ummm, I tend to get distracted and not keep up with blogging. BUT, I do have a new post!

Xan? I’ve only known one in my life! But yes, Xanadu would be cool. Great music from that movie.

Sarah November 20, 2007 at 10:32 am

Crying over the sandwich when pregnant was totally not unreasonable. One time while pregnant I visited my parents out of town and brought my own bread because I like it better than the bread they always have. That alone seems pretty silly, but when their dog chewed through my bag of bread and ate every last bit of it, I cried inconsolably. It seems even more ridiculous now that I’ve typed it out.

Anna November 20, 2007 at 10:38 am

xochi(tl)?

Lori November 20, 2007 at 10:54 am

Xenia?

I am also claustrophobia and so far have had fairly major panic attacks

(1) at the top of the St. Louis Arch and

(2) in the elevator on the way to the top of the Jefferson Memorial, and it lasted until I was back outside, quite a bit of time later.

I now flinch when people mention large memorial structures.

Dude, this was a *gift* — nablopomo, baby! You can’t hate the tag during nablopomo!

greenemother November 20, 2007 at 11:22 am

Are you located around Austin? We’re moving in May and we just came back from a wonderful 4 day visit!

Lynn November 20, 2007 at 11:24 am

I can sooo relate to that Chick Fil A story!

kristin November 20, 2007 at 7:03 pm

oh, you tricky blog friend…i’ll get random soon.

and i am not surprised by any of your facts… : )

Visty November 21, 2007 at 10:28 am

Thanks for playing! I’d never done it before and I’ll probably be happy leaving it as a one day show, but it was fun. p.s., I cry for Chic fil A. They don’t have them here. I even called them once, in desperation, to ask why they didn’t come build a store on my road?
They said they were concentrating on the South and had no plans to go West! Broke my little ol peanut oil fried heart.

Lina November 21, 2007 at 5:42 pm

Great random facts Stefani. I chose to post my list on a weepy day – oops. I’m a full on sobber myself who wishes she has more self control and the ability to disguise her feelings!!!

Birgitte January 22, 2009 at 11:30 am

Over a year later than when you wrote this, but I am enjoying myself reading through your blog backwards (that’s just the way I roll. I do the same thing with magazines).

Your middle name I am pretty sure is Xiumara!

I am a homeschooler of boys too. One 11 with ADHD and one 4-month old. Yeah, busy.

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