Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Me, Myself, and All the Things I'm Not

Because it was my idea first, but Laura beat me to the punch.  Because I spent the weekend doing things that weren't fun for me, but that I "had to try to get outside my comfort zone."  Because after said weekend, I got home to find that my roommate had spent her weekend in the mountains, eating dinner with priests and trying the local brewery.  Because I'm keeping calm and staying shiny.  Here are some things about me that I've decided to embrace instead of fight:

I like beer.  I like to have a beer.  One beer, maybe two if we're enjoying ourselves and staying awhile.  I don't like to get drunk, I don't like to get tipsy.  I don't like shouting over the music or the crowd to carry on a conversation.  I like trying the craft beer, not because I'm a beer snob, but because I like the feeling that something is my little secret, my discovery.  Give me a pint at Dry Dock over a night out on the town any day.

I'm Catholic and I love being Catholic.  I love the Church, I love Her wisdom, I love the Pope, I love spending time with priests, I love learning about the Saints, I love the Sacraments (most of them).  I feel a deep sadness that not everyone gets it, and fewer people love it.  But I also feel a great joy knowing that I have found my home and I know exactly where to go when things get tough.

My TV and movie preferences aren't always mainstream.  I'm a fan of NCIS (along with most of America), and I'll watch a few Oscar nominees and probably even enjoy them.  But give me Firefly or James Bond or old school Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Arrow or Waitress or Tomb Raider, and I'm set.  So sue me if I've never seen Modern Family or Anchorman.  I'm judging you because you've never seen Castle, so we're even.

I like to win.  I don't always express it with grace, and I don't always accept losing with humility.  I'm not always successful at just having fun.  But I'm not going to apologize for being competitive, or for using my athletic talent.  Someday, someone will like that I jump off the couch when the Broncos have a Pick-6.  They'll like that I make single-handed double plays in wiffleball or that I catch the girl extra-point in football.  And they won't mind if I take a couple hours to unwind if we didn't win.

I read to relax and feel guilty that I should be reading to better myself.  I'd wear my Chacos every day if I could.  Sometimes I'd just rather stick a baseball cap on my head than care about my hair.  I like flannel.  I don't like skiing.  If I'm gonna hike, I'd rather end up on top of a mountain.  I'd prefer if you'd leave the F-bombs at home.  I am horribly naive and uneducated when it comes to music, but I'll sing you every word to All For the Best.  I can quote Alias bloopers.  I can't wink, whistle, or burp.  I hate talking on the phone.  I don't do well meeting new people.  I sing like a (tone-deaf) diva in the shower and the car.  And at work.

And I'm PRETTY DARN AWESOME!!!
I reserve the right to make this blog as worthless to read as I feel like, and also to write as infrequently as I deem necessary. Just thought I'd let you know since I finally decided to share my blog.