Now it's my turn.

Okay. So, there's this blog I read called biscuit (idk how to link things, so we'll leave it at that...) and I've been reading her blog for months but today she posted a semi-intro about herself.

I'm a copycat. So it's my turn.

I'm Emily.

I don't do long walks on the beach, I hate the color pink, and there's a unicorn over there.

I'm weird. Like, super weird, especially when it comes to my sense of humor. It's just... no one gets it. And they think I'm mean. I'm really not, I promise!

Sarcasm just doesn't translate in text. And according to my finace, you never know if I'm being serious when I'm talking either.

Yup. I'm engaged! :D

This blog was actually started kind of a long time ago and really I used it to keep my family up-to-date on my life when I lived in Connecticut. So there are some really super effing long posts that I do not expect anyone to ever read. So don't bother, it'll probably just bore you.

I like to write, and I'm wordy (another family trait... blame my ancestors) but I have trouble being inspired. Hence the stealing of biscuit's idea.

Admittedly, I care far too much about how I look, mostly in terms of weight. Which is stupid, because I am perfectly normal and I like food, thank you very much.

Caffeine gives me panic attacks, so I don't drink soda or coffee and I can't eat chocolate. I'm also almost a vegetarian (I eat chicken sometimes).

I'm pale. But I discovered yesterday that I do not have ivory skin. I have alabastor skin. And I found makeup to match. This makes me almost stupidly excited.

Unlike a lot of people, I have NO IDEA what I want to be when I grow up. I'm 24. I have a Bachelor of Arts in Communications with minors in English and theater. Have I used any of it? Nope! Go me!

I love love love trivia. Trivial Pursuit is actually my favorite game, and I have at least three books of useless information.

Twitter? What's that? I Facebook. Feel free to become my friend. (www.facebook.com/emily.blood) But if you do, be sure to write a message to tell me who you are, otherwise I'll reject you.

Making friends is kinda easy for me. However, I have no friends within a 15 minute drive of my house. In fact, they're spread pretty much all over the U.S. and parts of Europe. In moving, I intend for that to change. We shall see.

I am of the opinion that I am very boring. I apologize if you think that's true.

MUSIC. I sing a lot, but usually when no one can really hear me. Solos make me nervous. My whole family is musical, and we sing the doxology in, like, twelve part harmony at our gatherings (reunions, Turkey Day, Christmas, etc). Maybe someday I'll figure out how to post a video of me/my family singing. We're pretty fantastical, if I do say so myself.

However, regardless of the above statement, I don't like Glee. Figure THAT one out.

I crochet. And knit. And sew. Be jealous.

Aaaaand I'm done. Have a great day.

So here's a story.

So now I'm going to tell you about my best friend. Because she's basically the coolest person ever. And hopefully she doesn't mind.

Meet Jessie.


Jessie likes Vogue magazine, care packages, and Spanish moss.


We like to vintage and thrift and find used books and go to Starbucks to crochet on warm nights.




***filling empty space***

When we hang out, most of the time I'm on my comp and she's on hers and we don't talk unless we want to.

This one time, we made cupcakes. It was epic.

She lives 4.5 hours away from me, in KY, and has a Southern accent. Soon, though, she'll only be 1.5 hours away, and that will be ah-mazing.



Obviously there's more to her, but she's my best friend and I don't like to share.

Be jealous.

Moving

All of my hard work has paid off and I recieved a call last week from my boss asking how soon I intended to move down to Cincinnati because I was going to be moved from just a work-from-home-temp into a temp-to-hire in a different department. I have to move to Cincinnati by Nov 29th! So of course this means extended conversations with my fiance about how we're going to make this work, asking for help from my Cincy friends on where on earth I could live, looking online, figuring a budget, saving as much of my money as I can until I move so I have a bit of a buffer, etc etc. I'll admit, it's really stressful! But I'm also really excited. The last time I spent an extended period down there was a really great experience and I can't wait to be back there getting reacquainted with those people I met before. PLUS (this is my favorite part) I'll have normal working hours and nights off. SO EXCITED!

On a different note, my poor fiance has had a rough month or so at the new job he took the day before my surgery. He gets up at 3am or earlier so he can be there by 4:30 and sometimes ends up working until 5 or later! It's ridiculous and it's killing not just his energy but also his spirit and it's rather contagious. This morning he called after his first delivery to tell me he has a meeting tomorrow at the store he used to manage and we're both hopeful that they'll take him back, not necessarily as the manager but as something, anything. This in itself will make it easier for him to move to Cincy with me after the wedding, if that's what we decide we want to do. He will also be happier with set hours, more time for sleep, for life, and I'm really excited for him.

Happier note, on Halloween the only seasonal activity my dear Clyde and I got to do was bake some pumpkin-shaped ginger cookies and then frost and decorate them with candy corn, sprinkles and red crystals. SO fun, and very tasty!

Hope you're having a great week!