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Bindi tagged me.
1. I have a dark brown birthmark about the size of a quarter on my left leg halfway between my knee and my foot. My oldest sister has a light brown birthmark on her shoulder, and my other sister has both. I’ve never heard of birthmarks being hereditary though.
2. I learned to jump horses when I was 11. But I haven’t been on a horse in years.
3. I love mayonnaise. I especially like it on fries. My parents lived in Belgium for a while where they eat fries with mayo and she late passed on the habit to me. My love of mayo is somewhat of a running joke in my life. My best friend from childhood love to tell how I used to eat it plain.
4. I’m crazy about balance in decor. I love things that come in threes. I don’t care as much about symmetry as I do about a space feeling balanced. I’ve never studied fung shui or any of the other methods of balancing a room, but I’m sure I’d find it fascinating. I tend to just follow my instincts.
5. I have a much smaller personal space than most Americans. a) I’m a physically friendly person, b) I spent formative years in Africa where their personal boundraries are smaller.
6. Forget walking it, I can still cartwheel a line when I’m tipsy. Comes from all that practicing on a beam. And with the lowered inhibitions I’ll likely show you if you ask.
7. I’ve never dated a man with brown eyes. 3 blue and 3 green, but no browns.
8. I have a bad habit of snorting really loudly when I laugh too hard. Then I get all embarrassed.
9. I have tiny feet. I in High school I thought I was a size 7, turns out I’m more of a size six. I even have a pair of 5.5, which I bought by accident, but hey, they fit!
10. I usually don’t notice when people call me Steph v. Stephanie, except once when a guy started calling me Steph within minutes of meeting me. That caught me by surprise.
I just finished reading “The Five People You Meet in Heaven” by Mitch Albom. A short read that’s a bit overly sentimental, but I liked it, and it really is well written. A reacurring thought as I read it was ‘I bet alot of people turn their noses up at this book’. But I am no literary snob. I tend to react to books intuitively instead of analitically.
Anyways, I didn’t bring another book to read, so I thought I’d blog even though I risk waking Liz up with the click and clatter of the keys. She’s sleeping on the futon next to me.
Hum, where to start. Work’s going well. Things have been in pretty constant flux all summer with no two weeks the same. But this week and the one before I went to Oregon have been the least stressful because I’ve only had the girls while Erini has been taking care of Ray on her own. I have both girls on a sweet schedule of two naps per day each for at least an hour. Yes! Liz is sleeping more than a half an hour at a time! Those naps also happen at the same time, so I actually get a break although I have to stay upstairs and be vigilant about being quite so as not to wake Liz up. At least she’s sleeping on a solid surface now instead of in her swing. But the calmness that I’ve created ends on Monday when Rose’s time with me ends and I get Ray back. Tomorrow’s my last day with Rose 
I’m going to miss her o so much. It will be interesting to see how I can mesh Liz and Ray’s schedules. And to see how well they play together. But at least my summer of too many babies and too many changes will be over. Hurrah.
We’re still waiting to find out when we can move. Unfortunately it also sounds like the slight possibility that we’d have condos across from each other isn’t going to pan out, which also means that we’re going to have to wait longer for the second condo. It also means that we’re going to have to decide who gets the top floor… which is also the group that gets to move in first. Tricky. I just want to move already!
Well, the girl’s are waking up, so I guess this is it for now.
Stephanie sits down at her computer lounges on the couch with her laptop overheating in her lap. She checks her e-mail checks to see if she has a new e-mail from Mike even though she know she doesn’t. She gets an IM from a guyfriend from college which leads her to reminiscing about a blog her college friends started 4 years ago, and reading those early entries. She tries to find songs to suggest to her friend who’s getting married in a month for background music during the reception. Than, because she promised herself she’d jump back on the horse she checks her WP account which she hasn’t touched in months.
ahem.
Last night my beautiful roommate Abby, in an attempt to encourage me out of my current worry/stress induced slump, told me 10 things that I should be thankful for. And as she said, they are not in order because that would take too much brain power. (It was midnight and I hadn’t been able to sleep) So here goes.
1) Mike. I have a wonderful young man who is in love with me and who’ll be home in LESS THAN A WEEK. In Abby’s words, less is a beautiful word to be able to put in front of week.
2) My job. I have a great job that I enjoy with bosses that value me and that pays me more than adequately.
3) A roof over my head, and the knowledge that I’d never have to do without one.
4) A family that although is somewhat non-traditional is always there for one another.
5) I have my physical health.
6) 3 fabulous roommates who love and support me.
7) I have intelligence and reason. Or at least Abby says I do 
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8 ) I have scars, both physical and emotional that show that I’m a survivor and that is a cause for hope.
9) I have a cat and cats are cute.
10) I can dance. I have something in my life that can bring me great joy.
So what are your ten? Seriously, if you read this, no matter how you happened this way, I encourage you to comment with then things you are grateful for in your life. What fun!
