“Appreciation is a wonderful thing. It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.” ― Voltaire
I’d like to thank JD, from (Shattered in Him) for nominating me for the One Lovely Blog Award. Because of this, I’m feeling extra lovely today. Haha!
The Rules - Thank the person that nominated you and leave a link to their blog - Post about the award - Share 7 facts about yourself - Nominate at most 15 people - Tell your nominees the good news!
7 Facts About Me
1. This blog is my paperbag.
When I have racing ideas, it’s difficult to figure it all out. I try to make a mind map. I do freewriting. And now, I blog about what I’m thinking. It helps me release my thoughts, concretely in front of me. I can then read and digest it all at a later time. It relaxes me.
“The idea behind breathing into a paper bag is that you will begin to breathe in more CO2 than if you were inhaling normal air. This will then help bring your body’s pH back to a normal range.” (Source)
2. It takes me a LONG time to make decisions. (It’s something I’m working on.)
3. I’m only starting to realize that I’m an adult.
I’ve been independent for a long time, but I always felt like a child (even if I had to be mature for quiet some time). For this reason, I have dedicated a category on my blog all for adulting.
4. I enjoy funny memes. (see above)
I use memes to communicate sometimes. It just tickles my funny bone.
5. I used to have a crush on a realistically drawn Prince Eric.
He’s gorgeous. Don’t judge me. The image below was my phone’s wallpaper during that phase. (swoon)
6. I am struggling to have consistency in my life.
My posts are eclectic because I have random thoughts, and I usually act on what’s on my mind at the moment. I’m trying to train my brain to focus on one thing at a time (oh look, a butterfly!), and this blog is helping me with that.
I joined Inktober this year, and unfortunately, I could not keep up for the whole 30 days.
Part of the reason I started “A December to Remember” was to give me something to do for at least 31 whole days straight.
7. I am the youngest of 9 children. (same parents)
My mother raised all of us by herself because our father was an overseas worker (who comes home for 1-2 months every year or so, probably leaving a zygote in Mama’s belly each time *awkward chuckle*). Yep, she’s superwoman in the flesh.