It's All About Me!

In honor of my 100th post a few weeks ago, here are 100 things about me:

1. I am the eldest child.
   
2. I am the oldest grandchild.
3. On both sides.
   
4. I have green eyes. Not hazel. Green.
   
5. I like to dye my hair.
   
6. I have been blonde.
7. Brunette (natural).
   
8. Red.
   
9. I am 5'3". With shoes.
   
10. Green is my favorite color.
    
11. Red is a close second.
    
12. My favorite holiday is Christmas.
    
13. I like to give gifts.
    
14. I am uncomfortable receiving gifts.
    
15. I am left-handed.
    
16. So is my dad.
    
17. I always wanted a left-handed, green-eyed child.
    
18. It's not looking good so far. Both are brown-eyed and Her Highness is a rightie.
    
19. My middle name is Lynn.
    
20. Toni is my real name. Not Antonia. Or Antoinette. Toni.
    
21. I have two friends from high school.
    
22. I do not make friends easily.
    
23. I am bad at keeping in touch.
    
24. I don't really like the phone.
    
25. I was married on March 7, 1998.
    
26. It was unseasonable warm at 70 degrees that day.
    
27. I had four attendants.
    
28. I didn't invite children to my wedding or reception.
    
29. I think that was pretty crappy now that I have children.
    
30. My husband and I worked together and that is how we met.
    
31. We had our first date on Dec. 4, 1996.
    
32. I slept over. (Blushing)
33. I never slept at my own apartment again.
    
34. My parents do not know this.
    
35. We got engaged on March 20, 1997.
    
36. His mother hates me.
    
37. His father hates me.
    
38. I hate them.
    
39. It is difficult for my husband and they don't have much to do with each other because of this.
    
40. They have only seen our son once; he was 2 weeks old.
    
41. They have only seen our daughter 7 times. She is 8 years old.
    
42. My husband is adopted and an only child.
    
43. My first car was a 1980 Chevette.
    
44. I loved that car.
    
45. I was embarrassed to be pregnant. Especially the first time.
    
46. I felt like it was a big sign saying "I had sex!"
47. I am strangely uncomfortable talking about sex in relation to myself. Not others. Just me.
    
48. I didn't really enjoy being pregnant.
    
49. I was hot and sweaty.
    
50. No glowing.
    
51. I had 2 c-sections.
    
52. The second was scheduled.
    
53. I suffered with postpartum depression with my daughter. Untreated.
    
54. This was a huge contributing factor to waiting six years before trying to conceive again.
    
55. I don't like medicine.
    
56. Ironically, my husband is a pharmacist.
    
57. He works for the Evil Empire, otherwise none as Wal-Mart.
    
58. I hate Wal-Mart even though it supports my family.
    
59. I am a know-it-all.
    
60. I do know a lot of stuff, though. Useless stuff.
    
61. I love words.
    
62. I love books.
63. I love theater.
64. I am a drama queen.
    
65. I don't get enough rest.
    
66. I have asthma.
    
67. Both of my children do, too.
    
68. My grandmother and great-grandmother have/had asthma.
    
69. I have several cousins who have asthma.
    
70. Family lore has it I am descended from Jack Daniel, of Tennessee Whiskey fame.
71. I cannot substantiate this; although all of my dad's family are alcoholics so we helped support the company one way or another.
    
72. I don't drink alcohol often.
    
73. I like wine.
    
74. Moscato is one of my favorites.
    
75. My dad's father has a different last name than the rest of his family.
    
76. The nurse added an 'S' at the end while filling out the birth certificate.
    
77. My son is named after my dad.
    
78. Their names are both William. My dad is Bill.
    
79. My son is not.
    
80. My parents favored my brother.
    
81. Still do.
    
82. I wish I were more crafty.
    
83. I wish I did scrap booking.
    
84. I am disorganized.
    
85. And messy.
    
86. I am not a cleaner.
    
87. My husband says I am like the absent-minded professor because I leave things in odd places, like the TV remote in the freezer.
    
88. I like to shop.
    
89. I am irresponsible with money.
    
90. And purses. I lose them all the time.
    
91. I don't like to go into a store and not buy something, particularly little boutique-type stores.
    
92. I feel guilty all the time.
    
93. I wish I were a better mother.
    
94. And wife.
    
95. I am a bad driver.
    
96. I try to be a good mom, wife and friend.
    
97. I wish I was a better writer.
    
98. I like to read blogs.
    
99. Especially yours!
    
100. I thank you for reading mine!
     

Oops: Missed my 100th Post

Yesterday was my 100th post and I totally spaced on it. I was stoked as I watched the number creep toward that milestone and then, yesterday, I just missed it; I simply forgot. I have to blame it on the hangover-effect Black Friday and Turkey Thursday (triptophan, yo!) induced because for a person who is sleep deprived, voluntarily leaving the house at 4:20am is, well, stupid.

I have to thank those of you who read my blog on a regular basis and comment because I thought for a long time I was writing just for the sheer act of doing so, which was okay because this exercise of journaling can be quite cathartic at times, whereas others it is like an exercise in redundancy. To get that confirmation, though, that someone else at least read your thoughts is a high, though, and a reason to keep pressing on.

I understand that the tradition is to post 100 things about oneself in honor of this milestone, of sorts. I will do that but over the course of several posts because, frankly, my boy will not allow me the time to put down 100 and, really, what is the point in coming up with them if no one takes the time to read. So, beginning tomorrow I will share some things you do not know about me!

As always, thanks for reading and, especially, commenting!