1 | People say awkward things to me at weddings.
Since I'm going to be in a wedding this weekend, memories of past weddings have been flooding in, and that includes all of the awkward things people have said to me at those events. One of my favorites was from a wedding a couple of years ago. Someone forced me out onto the dance floor, bailed on me and left me with a guy I'd never met. Said fellow proceeds to make small talk by revealing he had Googled me and that he likes kids. Now, I can't control my facial expressions, so I'm sure that one was a real gem. I was saved soon after that moment as everyone circled up for a dance off, and I quietly slipped away. Thank goodness for dance offs, amiright?
2 | There once was a Marco Polo accident.
I was at a friend's 8th birthday (pool party style), and what else do you play at a pool party than Marco Polo (or Sharks and Minnows...anyone else play that?) Well, there we were having a wonderful time playing Marco Polo when my friend's older brother charges straight at me in the pool doing butterfly with his eyes closed and rams straight into my face. I was fine aside from having a few teeth chipped and few others knocked loose. ;)
3 | I've had the same hairdresser for twelve years.
While I was growing up, my mom would cut mine and my brother's hair all the time. Occasionally my grandmother would take me to her hairdresser as a fun treat, but other than that it was up to my mom to cut my hair. That is...until that fateful day at 14 years of age when my mom had a few "oops" moments cutting my hair. It kept getting shorter and shorter and shorter as she tried to "fix" the problem. I can't even tell you how much I cried over that hair cut. It ended up being about chin length. My mom felt so bad she took me to my current hairdresser so she could resolve the monstrosity that was my hair. Eleven years later and my hairdresser still brings up that story and dies laughing over it every time I see her for a hair cut.
4 | My thumbs aren't like yours.
I don't remember the exact day I realized my thumbs were different from the rest of my family's...or the world's for that matter. They were short and stubby and looked like they belonged on a gecko. In case you were wondering, they never grew out of that look. Sigh.
5 | I love nicknames.
Megs is one of my favorite nicknames that people have used for me over the years, but it's become the go-to since I graduated from college. My coworkers, my family, and my friends call me that and I love it! Also, if you know me, you know that I will always find a fun nickname for you or will simply use a shortened version of your name all the time. I'm sorry if you don't like it...it's meant to be endearing. ;)
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