So growing up I was a "tomboy". I wore sports attire (I think that was because we had mass quantities of it growing up because of my dads awesome job), I played sports and was anything but girly. I challenge you to find another 10 year old girl that could name the starting line up for every NBA team. Or who had a subscription to Sports Illustrated for Kids and devoured it every month. I am pretty sure I was Muggsy Bogues' number one fan (look him up if you don't know who that is). I find these traits keep surfacing and I have to accept that it's not a bad thing! Here are some examples on how my true self is manifested in my life today.
-I will make a confession (not that this is a surprise for anybody who knows me) but I HATE CLOTHES SHOPPING!! I hate it! Judge me all you want but I don't like it. I think its boring and expensive (my cheapness will have to be another blog in and of itself). I hated it when I was younger. Maybe it's because when I was 18 length wise I was the size of a 12 year old, but body wise I was a size 3/5. I hated trying stuff on that fit length wise but couldn't fit over my booty or stuff that fit was always WAY too long. What I thought was "fat" was just that I was short and athletic; I was 18 and not 12. In a perfect world I would just wear my long gym shorts and a t-shirt. I like my hand-me-downs; it takes the stress away from having to try on a bunch of stuff that I really am not that excited about. Maybe that's why wedding dress shopping took no more than 15 minutes. Sorry, just really not into it.
-I love anything active. Love it. Running, kickboxing, any sport, I am game. I have always been that way. Played a variety of sports growing up and started going to the gym when I was old enough. I was in constant motion. I go crazy if I can't do something like that one day. I love it when it's nice weather. I get so giddy and am glad I have a little boy who won't complain when we walk to the park and run around.
-Hate "girly" stuff. I don't wear jewelry. Never liked it. Don't have my ears pierced. Don't know why I got a wedding ring because I knew I would never wear it. My husband has learned to not get me flowers for any occasion because I think it's a stupid gift. They smell up the house and I just throw them out anyway. I tried to do something "girly" by getting my nails done. They just got in the way of kickboxing. My makeup selection is really pathetic and I don't care. If I didn't have to work and try to look professional I probably wouldn't wear it. I am fine with my hair in a ponytail. Wouldn't do that either except I would like to keep my job!
-My lack of etiquette. A good example of this is when I was a Jr. in high school. I got up on the table at JD's restaurant and farted in my friend Steve's face. Yes in public. Or when I was on a date with my boyfriend in high school and the movie at the theatre was having problems so we had a few minutes to kill while waiting for it. Some guy stood up and said "those of you who helped with the Olympics, stand up and tell us what you did." I got up (mind you in front of an entire theatre full of people) and said "I didn't help with the Olympics". I think I did it because he asked me not to. I am so nice. I have learned to think before I speak/act, but don't think that the stuff is not at the tip dying to be said or done. My most recent thing is picking up the Michael Scott "that's what she said". I have to be aware of my audience for this one.
So there you have it.
