{"id":2628,"date":"2007-06-30T18:43:59","date_gmt":"2007-07-01T01:43:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dinawakley.com\/?p=2628"},"modified":"2007-06-30T18:43:59","modified_gmt":"2007-07-01T01:43:59","slug":"im-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dinawakley.com\/?p=2628","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m it!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I got tagged by the talented <a href=\"http:\/\/rachaelchamb.blogspot.com\/2007\/06\/tagged_28.html\">Rachael<\/a>&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p><strong>My roommate and I once:<\/strong> snuck into BYU&#8217;s movie sets through a golf course and walked around (the old west town is cool)&#8230;then to get out, we walked right past the security guard. Since it seemed we knew what we were doing (confidence is key), he didn&#8217;t even stop us.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Never in my life have I:<\/strong> had alcohol or smoked a cigarette.<\/p>\n<p><strong>High school was:<\/strong> fun, but life after high school is sooooo much better.<\/p>\n<p><strong>When I&#8217;m nervous<\/strong>: my palms sweat. Not good to have sweaty palms if you&#8217;re playing your flute in front of 300 people. Makes it easy for your fingers to slippy-slide right off the keys. <\/p>\n<p><strong>My hair: <\/strong>is going grey&#8230;.nooooooooooooooo! <\/p>\n<p><strong>When I was 5: <\/strong>my best friend was Beth Flores, I learned to ride a bike, and I lived in Midland, MI. <\/p>\n<p><strong>When I turn my head left: <\/strong>I see my Napoleon Dynamite magnets. Flippin&#8217; sweet.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p><strong>I should be:<\/strong> helping Reed with the laundry.<\/p>\n<p><strong>By this time next year: <\/strong>I hope I&#8217;m thinner. And I hope I&#8217;ve been to Greece (hint, hint Reed). <\/p>\n<p><strong>My favorite aunt is: <\/strong>I don&#8217;t believe in picking favorites. <\/p>\n<p><strong>I have a hard time understanding: <\/strong>calculus, terrorism, hatred, and hot-pants. <\/p>\n<p><strong>You know I like you if: <\/strong>I seriously like almost everyone. <\/p>\n<p><strong>My ideal breakfast is: <\/strong>This is weird, but I love mini wheats. When we got back from England, I could not wait to eat a bowl of mini wheats. Sure, the classic English breakfast was good and filling, but I missed my minis.<strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>If you visit my home town:<\/strong> You mean where I live now? Hmm. We&#8217;ll eat lunch at Chino Bandino and spend the day shopping\/sightseeing.<\/p>\n<p><strong>If you spend the night at my house: <\/strong>We&#8217;ll stay up late laughing &amp; talking, and I promise you clean sheets and no legos on the floor.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p><strong>My favorite blonde is: <\/strong>Reed, of course.&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p><strong>My favorite brunette is: <\/strong>My 3 brown-headed fellas. <\/p>\n<p><strong>The animal I would like to see flying besides birds: <\/strong>I&#8217;m not into having more animals fly&#8211;wouldn&#8217;t want to be hit from above by cow droppings, now would you?<strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>I shouldn&#8217;t have been: <\/strong>too many things&#8230;live &amp; learn.<strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Last night I: <\/strong>went to bed and coughed until 3:00 a.m., then finally went to sleep. Yes, my life is so glamorous. <\/p>\n<p><strong>A better name for me would be: <\/strong>No idea, I&#8217;m open for suggestions. <\/p>\n<p><strong>I&#8217;ve been told I look like: <\/strong>Random people&#8217;s relatives or friends. I don&#8217;t think I have a celebrity doppleganger.<\/p>\n<p><strong>If I could have any car, it would be: <\/strong>I&#8217;d love a hybrid. Do they make Mini Coopers hybrid?<\/p>\n<p>Since I&#8217;m the last person (probably) in the blogosphere to get tagged with this meme, I don&#8217;t know who to tag. How about if you&#8217;re reading this and you haven&#8217;t done it, you&#8217;re it! Ready, go!<strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I got tagged by the talented Rachael&#8230;. 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