Perfect in my Mind

Perfect in my Mind
Showing posts with label Secrets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Secrets. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2011

The Essentials

I've seen this on a few blogs, and thought it might be a fun way to get to know each other.  Or maybe I'm just vain, and I love to talk about myself all the time.  You choose.

Age:  21
Bed size:  Standard.  Pretty crazy considering my husband and I are giants. 
Chore you hate:  Drying my hair.  I wish I was Sabrina the teenage witch and could just point and make my hair beautiful without any electric appliances.  That would be heaven.
Dogs:  My family has a baby toy poodle, Teddy, and a grumpy, grandpa wiener dog, Oscar.  I live for puppies.  They are magic.
Essential start of your day:  Hitting the snooze button.  I snooze more than any human I have ever met. 
Favorite color:  Turquoise 
Gold or Silver:  Silver.
Height:  5'10" 
Instruments I play (or have played):  Violin, Viola,  Piano, and my vocal chords.
Job title:  Student.  
Kids:  I'm all for them.  But I don't have any.
Live:  Cedar City, UT
Mom's name:  Michele
Nickname:  Chels.  I'm not really sure I have a nickname other than that one.  I'm open to suggestions.
Overnight hospital stays:  When I was six I spent quite some time in Primary Children's Medical Center after breaking my neck--but nothing since then.
Pet peeve:  Food noises.  I hate hearing people eat.
Quote from a movie:  "A census taker once tried to test me.  I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti."  Silence of the Lambs {This makes me sound way creepier than I actually am}
Right or left handed:  Right.
Siblings:  I'm the oldest to a  sister {Jacquelyn, 19} and a brother {Garret, 15}
Time you wake up:  Totally depends on the day.  Probably somewhere between 8am and 10am.  Sleeping is my favorite.
Underwear:  Everyday of my life.
Vegetables you dislike:  I'm not a big celery fan.  Unless it's covered in peanut butter or ranch.
What makes you run late:  Sleeping.  Priming.  Thinking.  Not planning.  Everything.
X-rays you've had done:  Teeth, hips, neck, spine.
Yummy food you make:  Mista T. thinks my bacon wrapped meat loaf is outta this world. 
Zoo animal:  I haven't been to the zoo in soooo long.  But I think I like looking at the elephants the most.

Well.  There you go.  The most important facts from 'age' to 'zoo animal.' Ha.  If any of you end up doing this, let me know!  I love stalking people.



Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Hi. I'm versatile.

Do you know this little dear-ie? Well maybe you should, huh?  Miss Lindsey from Everyday Love is someone I happened to stalk-upon during my blog-stalking days (which continue to exist).  She writes about things that make her happy.  And it makes me happy.  Check out her blog.  She will delight you.   She delighted me by nominating me for the "Versatile Blogger" award a few days ago--and I must say, I'm flattered.  Bless your heart, Lindsey!
In order to accept said award, I must do the following things:
- Link back to the person who gave you the award on your post
- Give you 7 details about my life
- Nominate 15 other recently discovered bloggers
- Contact those awarded and tell them they received the award!



Alright.  Well, I did the first one.  And I'll do the second one, but I don't really feel like tagging 15 more bloggers . . . so I guess I'ma cheater.  Most of the blogs I read are written by people I don't personally know.    I don't want them to know how creepy I am.


So.  Here you are.  Seven details about my life:


1.  I love to sing.  Singing might be my favorite thing.  Ever.  However, I refuse to sing in choirs.  I think I'm too competitive for it.  If I'm the only one singing my part, I'm fine.  But if the person next to me is singing the same thing I am, I wig out a little bit.  


2.  I get kinda scared talking on the phone.  Especially if I don't know who  is calling me.  I. just. can't. do. it.  


3.  I don't really know what I want to be when I 'grow up', yet.  I have some ideas . . . but that is all they are.  Ideas.   And guess what?  I graduate University in December.  Scary.


4.  I'm a little bit addicted to pulling apart my split ends.  Did I just gross you out?  Or make you feel weird?  Sorry.  But, it's the truth.  


5.  I like old people a lot (we're talkin' mid 80's-90's, here).  Not their smell, necessarily, but their love.  And their friendship.
{^ Real life friend!}


6.  I am obsessed with my mascara.  I put it on several  times (maybe even more) a day, and have tried so many different brands.  My current love is "Falsies" by Maybelline.  I recommend to you.    Your eyelashes will thank me.  




7.  I love cat videos.   Have you seen this one? :




I've watched it more times than I really should admit.   The real secret, however, is that I hate cats in real life.  I really would prefer never to touch one.  


So.  There you have it.  Two posts in one day.  I'm on a roll.  

Friday, March 4, 2011

The Secret to Happiness

 I, like most adolescents, was incredibly insecure.  I never thought I was pretty enough, or smart enough, or funny enough.  I walked through the hallways of school with my hand covering some of my face.  I felt extreme anxiety whenever anyone asked me to do something with them.  My thought process always seemed to consist of:  "They don't really want to hang out with me.  They just feel sorry for me." I constantly compared myself to my beautiful and talented friends--and always felt that I fell short.  I knew what it meant to be confident, but I didn't know how to be confident.

Then I learned something that changed my life.  A secret powerful enough to fill me with courage and self-confidence.

My mother and I were attending a Young Women's conference for our stake, and the keynote speaker taught me this:

"You are much happier when you assume that everyone likes you."


That's right.  Simple as that.  Pretend that you're awesome, and you are.  If not to everyone else, at least you will be to yourself.

So that's what I do.  I wear what I want.  I talk how I like to talk.  I converse with whomever I want to converse with.  And I live exactly how I want to live.

And you know what?  I'm happy.



So, if it's quite alright with you, I'll continue to be me.  And I'll continue to pretend that you love me.

Happiest Friday, lovlies!

Monday, February 14, 2011

Whoohoo.

If you don't know Lynae Lewis, you probably should.  She is an absolute doll, and will bring immediate sunshine to your soul.  Seriously, people.  She twinkles and she glows.  And, in addition to that, she nominated me for this blog award:
Bless her heart.


So to participate, the rules are:
#1: Thank the person who nominated you
#2: Share seven facts about yourself
#3: Nominate 7 new bloggers to participate.
Be sure to comment on their blog so they know they've won, too!

I've already let you in on a few secrets, but here are some more semi-interesting tid-bits.
  • I love curling hair.  I wear my hair curly almost everyday because I think it's fun to do.  If you want your hair curled, it would bring me great pleasure to do the honors.
  • My phone is the least fancy phone in all the land, and I love it that way.  I think T9 is the way to text.
  • I'm a Sociology major because I love to stalk people.  Sorry if it creeps you out, but I'm probably way familiar with your blog.   
  • I drive my Great Grandmother's 1990 Chevrolet Caprice Classic.  
(Very popular in Afghanistan, I might add).
  • This is playing in my head 75% of the time, lately:
  • When I was six, I broke my neck at the C1 and C2--the same place Christopher Reeve broke his neck.  
  • This was my favorite Valentine of the year:
Pretty much sums up my relationship with my husband.  Awesome, right?
So now I tag the following:

Happy Valentines Day.  From me to you.