If you have grade school kids you may be familiar with 100th day of school celebrations. Students are invited to bring in 100 of some ‘thing‘ and they happily spend the day gluing 100 pieces of Ziti or 100 Cheerios onto a big poster board. Like so many other child and school related scenarios, it sometimes turns into another example of bored mom one-upmanship. 100 Q-tips? BTDT. 100 buttons, Lego pieces, paper clips? So early naughties. I don’t even know what kids bring in nowadays. 100 pieces of sushi, perhaps. 100 organic Kale chips. 100 nut free, dye-free, gluten-free, sugar-free, vegan, tastes-like-the-cardboard-you’d-glue-them-on cookies. But I like the idea of 100. 100 is a celebration. 100 appeals to my sense of neatness and order and even numbers. 100 is the end and the beginning.
And guess what? This is my 100th post. I felt like doing something silly, something frivolous, something goofy. The written equivalent of gluing 100 elbow macaroni pieces onto a piece of glittered poster board. Something that exists for no real reason other than it encompasses an ending. And a beginning. 100 Shades of Me.
It’s not so easy to come up with 100 random facts about yourself. Truthfully, I had trouble with ten. Because most of my writing is personal, because I am an open book, because I don’t hide much of anything from my family, my friends, my pen or my blog, it was a challenge to come up with 100 new things that maybe I’ve never mentioned on here before, that perhaps you may not have known. So I’ve cheated a bit and broken it up into bite-sized chunks of random-ness and favorites and never dones and someday hope I cans. Hopefully somewhere in this century sized list there will be a few “I didn’t know thats” and “Me toos” and perhaps even an “I thought I was the only one” or two.
Or maybe it’s just 100th in a long line of self-absorbed writing exercises. In any event, it’s the way I chose to celebrate. It’s my party and I’ll cry narcissist if I want to.
11 things that may surprise you. Or maybe not.
I have a weakness for marching bands. And bagpipes.
High fives with adults make me feel kind of icky and awkward. I avoid them at all costs.
Office supply and stationery stores make me giddy. I could happily spend the better part of a day perusing notebooks and filing supplies.
I own more than one pair of yellow shoes.
I’ve read all four Twilight books. More than once.
I was a cheerleader. When I was 8.
I can say the alphabet backward in under 5 seconds.
I once, when working at Dairy Queen, knowingly whip-creamed over a very small gnat that stuck to an ice cream cone. (They were very strict about not wasting ice cream).
I used to eat relish out of the jar.
10 movies I have never seen, and probably never will
Chariots of Fire
The Deer Hunter
2001: A Space Odyssey
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
6 movies that make me cry. Every time.
Cider House Rules (actually I’ve only seen this once because it was so distressing to me that my husband had to stop the film so I could compose myself)
Life is Beautiful
5 Last Meal Requests
Bacon and blue cheese burger
Really good french fries
A can of coke
A bottle of Pinot Noir
A pack of Marlboro
5 favorite television characters
The entire cast of The West Wing (with the possible exception of Toby Ziegler. Though as my husband points out, he is a necessary counter balance.)
Spike, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer
7 things I like the idea of but don’t like in real life
10 simple sensory moments
The smell of fresh sawdust
The crisp sound of new notebook pages
The scent of wood smoke
The feel of clothes right out of the dryer
The touch of my husband’s lips on my neck
The taste of a sour pickle
The sound of my sons laughing
Sleeping with my head in a patch of sunlight
Pictures of my father
The sight of books on a bookshelf
6 Songs that will make me change the channel
Ebony and Ivory
We Built This City
When the Going Gets Tough
5 careers I would be happy with
High School English teacher
Lay about novelist
10 entertaining fictional dinner party guests
Professor Severus Snape
George Smiley (This one is for my husband. It was a toss-up between him and Daenerys Targaryen, but she is underage….)
Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy
1 thing that makes me crazy
Untidy piles of paper
5 things my husband would miss about me if I were dead (even though they drive him crazy)
Tapping my food before I eat it
My penchant for asymmetrical decorating
My loud typing
My get everything out of every cupboard, closet, drawer, box and throw it into a big pile in the middle of the floor way of organizing.
7 songs I always sing out loud to
I’ve never been to me
Ring of Fire
Walking After Midnight
Fools Rush In
That song from Les Mis
Fire and Rain
8 Books I couldn’t finish
The Crimson Petal and the White
The Inheritance of Loss
The Memory Keeper’s Daughter (I finished it, but wish I hadn’t)
Art and Lies
50 Shades of Gray (I actually never even started it)
5 things I will miss as my children get older
My youngest son’s hugs
The way they crawl into bed in the morning, squirmy and warm
The effect of an ice-cream cone.
Choosing me to be on their team.
So there you have it, my 100th post filled with 100 random facts. They would be hard to glue on a piece of cardboard. Cheerios would have been easier, no doubt.
Thank you to those of you that have hitched a ride on this journey. Here’s to the next 100, whatever they may bring.