Interview

Doahleigh interviewed me as part of a fun little blog-meme thing. Fun questions! The deal is, then I have to offer to interview someone and give them five questions. Consider this your invitation--let me know if you'd like to be interviewed (by a professional interviewer, no less!).

Also you have to post the following instructions:
1. If you want to participate, leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.” (And your e-mail address, please.)
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.


1. Would you rather be beautiful but always smell terrible or be ugly but smell lovely?
I've heard from many sources that supermodels smell awful because all they do is smoke and drink Diet Coke and can't seem to take care of themselves, but they always manage to get through life, and pretty well at that.
But, being pretty, while nice, isn't really that important. I think people who don't look perfect tend to be more interesting since they can't rely on their looks to, err, catwalk through life.
And seeing as how I'm a total perfume nut, I don't think I could smell icky. So I'll go with ugly and nice-smelling.

2. The old adage says to regret nothing, and that's probably true. But if you could change something you've done, what would it be and why?
I think there are lots of things I would change about things I've done. Think about when something really bizarre or inappropriate catches you off-guard and you don't react the way you'd have liked to. I have a few of those. And of course things I've said or done to someone, that in retrospect, weren't cool at all.

But I think one of my most nameable big regrets is probably not going for a bigger college experience. I got a great education, no doubt, but I could have done so much more than just land on the Dean's List. I would have MOST DEFINITELY studied abroad, found more journalism activities to be involved with, made more of those experiences. It goes so fast, and you take for granted how wonderful that learning curve and time to learn about yourself, is. Grades aren't everything.

3. What are some of your nicknames? Tell us the stories behind them.
I really am not a person with many nicknames. I can think of two, but they aren't widely used or anything. Most people just call me Katie or Kate. I guess I don't really do anything outstanding to warrant one.
William calls me Smalls. It comes from the phrase "You're killin' me, Smalls!" from the movie The Sandlot. I think he just calls me that because I'm so much shorter than he is (I'm 5'6", he's 6'3").
The other one is Punsy. I used to HATE this nickname, which actually evolved from "Punny." The backstory: As a toddler/kindergartener, I learned to read early, and well. But one night, I was reading a book, and it was about the world's smallest elephant. (Man, I wish I could remember the title of that book. I would need to buy myself a copy. I remember it was a library book.) Anyway, I came across a word that I didn't recognize--"puny." So I came out into the living room with the book and asked my family if that word was "punny", and what that meant.
I imagine that my older brother found it endearing (as an adult I can understand that), so he laughed and laughed and laughed. I was a pretty serious child, and it infuriated me that no matter what I did, he teased me.
Well, like any nickname, it stuck. To this day, my brother usually calls me Punny, Punsy or some version of it. Eventually, I just embraced it. I remember the first time that he called me Punny and I didn't get mad--it was after college! I think he was a little let down--after all, that's what brothers live for, a reaction--but it hasn't stopped him from calling me Punsy!

4. What is one of your own favorite physical features and why? Also, you should show us a picture (if appropriate).
Um, I think probably my favorite physical feature is my eyes. They're big. And I think the color is kind of cool. They're gray, mostly, with some gold flecks in them. But when I put different eyeshadow colors on, or wear certain colors, they run the gamut from blue-blue to blue-green to green.
And even though my hair is unruly, it's thick and healthy.

5. When and why was the last time you cried?
I cry a lot. Tears come to my eyes, I would say, nearly every. It doesn't mean I bawl or sob, just that something touches me. When I'm angry, I cry. When I'm sad, I cry. When I'm really happy, I cry. When I hear the right song at the right time, I cry. See what I'm saying? So, without further clarification on the amount of cryage, I cried today when my brother sent me a picture text of his dog, who was really sick, but seems to be on the mend now.

Bonus question: Who is John Galt?
I had to Google this, so I assume that's cheating. I tried to think of it for a while but came up blank. I don't know if I shoudl reveal the answers since other people are getting this same question. Hint: I haven't read the book.

Shrimp Should Stay in the Ocean, Where They Belong

Hi, peeps. Thanks for all your comments on the last post...I have some posts coming. I planned to post tonight, but I accidentally ate something with shrimp in it for lunch (I'm allergic) and I have been feeling mighty crummy ever since. And then we had a ginormous snowstorm today and it took me 2.5 hours to get home from work (12 miles). And I was STARVING since I didn't get much for lunch, since my stupid thing had shrimp powder in it. They need to LABEL that stuff!! It could kill a girl.

So now I am relaxin' on the couch with a furry blanket and my Mo. And I'm gonna take a Benedryl and pass right out. Well, and read a little Twilight first. Hee!

Posts might be a little light this week; lots going on! Tomorrow is my last day of being 27. Doahleigh tells me to jump on in, 'cos 28's just fine. Go on now, wish her a happy birthday, you still have a couple hours.