Anyway, you're probably familiar with this game. I mention and link to the person who tagged me (Courtney, remember?), then I post a bunch of annoyingly demanding rules, type seven random things about myself, and tag seven people to do the same. I won't force any of you to do this, but if you haven't yet and want to, consider yourself tagged!
It is actually harder than it should be to come up with seven random things about myself that I haven't already told you. I have searched for and located the seven things I posted the last time I did this meme to ensure I'm not repeating any of those, but if you notice that any of the following are nestled away someplace else within my three and three-quarter years worth of posting, just give yourself a gold star for reading retention and cut me a break, OK?
All right. Here we go. Seven more random things about yours truly.
- Sometimes, at stores where the fitting room is manned (e.g., Target, New York & Co.), if I take a whole bunch of stuff into the fitting room and determine that I don't want any of it, I feel guilty for making the fitting room girl restock everything, so I give back all but only one or two items, pretending I'm going to buy those. Then I return them to the appropriate spot on the sales floor myself before I leave.
- I buy probably a disproportionate amount of my clothing at Target. I am not ashamed, however, particularly since the only people who know they are Target clothes are people who also buy their clothes at Target. I love being out at a bar or a theater and spotting some other girl in something I own and secretly saying to myself, "Target dress! I have that."
- I did not have a library fine for at least 16 years. In the past year, I have incurred three of them. I really want to believe that hording library books isn't the most reckless and irresponsible thing I've done all year, but I'll have to think on that to be sure.
- Somewhere in my much-outdated 100 Things list, I mention that my standby drinks are a hard cider or a Captain & Coke. I do not remember the last time I ordered either of those. For a period of at least a year, I tried to decide upon a new standby drink. I never did consciously and resolutely pick one, but in the mean time, I think red wine and gin & tonic became my two new standbys.
- My standby bring-along dish for parties is a pan of seven-layer bars. I didn't realize they were my signature until I heard a friend at a party once (who hadn't yet seen me come into the party) spy the seven-layer bars on the food table and say, "Oh! Stefanie must be here!" (Seven-layer bars, by the way, are delicious. They are also ridiculously easy to make. No matter the mild mocking; I don't think I'll be choosing a new standby bring-along any time soon.)
- For my entire life (save the five months during college when I lived in Scotland), I have lived in the upper Midwest. You may have heard that it's prone to snow in the upper Midwest. A lot, sometimes. Despite this fact, I have not owned a proper pair of snow boots perhaps since high school. (This will be remedied with my Christmas gifts this year, by the way. It's about damn time.)
- I saw a TV show once where a lawyer asked a woman in court what her earliest memory of her father was. "I'm on a bike and he's teaching me to ride," she answered immediately. I thought it was absurdly improbable that anyone would be able to identify their earliest memory so quickly and confidently, without a moment of, "Gee; that's a good question. Let me think on that..." first. Thereafter, I tried to determine what my absolute earliest memory is. For some reason, the one that sticks out is me, at three years old, walking around the play room at my nursery school, looking through a toy magnifier. I have no idea what my earliest memory involving my father is, however. Guess I'd better continue to think on that in case it ever comes up in court.
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I feel like the "in case it comes up in court" is always a good backup answer for why you ever think of anything weird. I was in jury selection once and they asked all kinds of questions...stuff I had never thought about before, really!
I totally do number 1!
And also, I bought my first real pair of snow boots last year, so don't feel bad. They're pretty awesome, actually, I don't know how I did it without them...
4. I have never enjoyed gin and tonics. They make me think of Christmas trees, and not in a good way.
7. When did they stop calling daycare nursery school? I remember kids I went to school with talking about when they were in nursery school (I never was).
I adore Target clothes!
NGS--I have never been called for jury duty. Of course, now that I've typed that, I'm bound to get the notice today, right?
NPW--No way; really?? So glad I'm not the only one riddled with unnecessary guilt. I was thinking it was residual Catholic guilt, or perhaps the Midwestern sensibility of not wanting to be a bother, but you are neither Catholic (right?) nor Midwestern, so I guess not.
3Cs--I used to be bothered by the pine taste/scent, but now I don't associate it with that at all. And for me, nursery school was what they now call preschool, more so than day care, but you're right; that term has sort of disappeared, hasn't it?
Dutchess--Hooray for cheap, cute clothes; am I right?
My sister is the same way with dressing rooms. She will never leave entirely empty-handed even if it means she has to hang stuff back up herself. I always thought that was weird, but maybe not so much?
Dang it, I totally left a comment earlier and it was apparently eaten.
I do #1, as well. Maybe I've just had too many service-related jobs myself, but I'm courteous to a fault. Sadly, I know, from a short stint working retail, that most people are not. I still shudder thinking of the dressing rooms. I mean, people wouldn't even rehang things. They'd leave clothes balled up on the floor! My mind boggles.
hee. i'll hang all my stuff back up nicely, but i don't mind giving it all back to the attendant if'n i don't want it.
i hate tonic. HATE. i really want to like it, because gin & tonics are such a classy drink, and they just seem so refreshing on a hot summer day...
I love your reasoning for the Target clothes. It reminds me of when I was a kid and I was embarrassed to go bra shopping. My mom told me not to worry because everyone in the store was doing the same thing.
That is not my earliest memory of my mother, for the record.
I've lived in the Northwest for the majority of my life and I've never had a pair of rainboots. Not even duck shoes, even though I really like the idea of owning something called "duck shoes."
I think I have a memory that goes back to before I could walk, but I'm not sure if it's a real memory or if I'm remembering something that I dreamed when I was a little older.
I continue my personal ban on completing memes and so won't regale you with any returned quirkiness...I leave the quirkiness for others to identify, it's less time-consuming that way...but I just wanted to say, I love seven-layer bars. If they are the same seven-layer bars that I am thinking of. Stick with those, they make mouths happy.
Yay! It makes me happy to give others blog fodder.
I feel strongly that heaven is a lot like Target. It also has plenty of red wine.
1. I used to do that too. Now that I live in NYC where everyone is picky and in a hurry I'm not sure I'd bother to make a front.
2. I love clothes from Target, especially my Naughty List short-sleeved holiday tee.
3. You have grown up somehow...
4. Yah, I used to say my favorite drink was a Midori sour. Haven't had one in a long time.
5. Hilarious. :)
6. That's a sign that you're a true Midwesterner. You're so snow-badass that you don't NEED proper boots. ;)
7. My first thought to this was: They prepare people in the hot seat for their questions, silly! And my second was: Oh, it was a TV show, it's a script anyway. And my third thought was: Me watching my mom and dad hang curtains and fight about something when I was 1 or 2... it's either that one or me helping Mom set the dinner table or me screaming at my brother to stop burning my dolly's hair on the stove. They're all in the front of my mind as answers to that "what's your first memory" question.
5. Yes! Seven-layer bars are my official dish, too! (Though I often make six-layer bars, minus the walnuts, because I have a friend who's allergic.) You're right, they're ridiculously easy, but somehow always impress people. One time a guy at a Super Bowl party said mine was the best dessert, and he was a pastry chef by trade, so I took that compliment very seriously. :)
I, too, am a buyer of Target clothes person.
HahAAAAA! I do No. 1 all the time! Like, why would they care if we didn't want any of it?
Courtney thinks heaven is a lot like Target? Gosh, my girl's easy, huh?
Now we're all trying to think of our earliest memories.
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