I’m a Stylish Blogger!

by Nikki on March 22, 2011

Thank you so much to All Around Autism for this award! I was kind of having a crappy night, and was just coming here to write about anxiety attacks when I saw the comment telling me I received this. Thank you for perking up my night!

In order to completely except this Award it is asked of its recipients to do a few things.

1. Thank and link back to the person that has given you this award. (Check)

2. Share 7 thing’s about yourself (Getting to that in a minute)

3. Award 10-15 blogs you feel deserve the award (will be doing this in the morning, I promise!)

4. Contact these bloggers and let them know about the award. (Also in the morning, since everyone else SHOULD be in bed)


7 Things About Me

1. I’m an open book, so you pretty much already know everything!

2. I was afraid of the dark until I was 22, now I can’t sleep with even a sliver of light in the room.

3. I also can’t sleep in complete silence, I always have a fan running for background noise.

4. Repetitive sounds, especially drum beats, drive me literally insane. Probably why I hate rap and techno music so much.

5. I’ve lived in approximately 15 residences in my 35 years of life, not including the two dorm rooms I lived in during one semester away at college.

6. Speaking of college, although I currently have a 3.8 GPA, I was thrown out of my very first one for skipping classes and ending the first semester with a .9 GPA. I was a bit of a party girl.

7. I used to be able to out-drink Sailors. Now I can’t even drink a single glass of wine without feeling tipsy.



Jill March 22, 2011 at 1:18 am

Thanks for the award!! šŸ˜€

I have to have a fan, too! LOL ALWAYS! if the power goes out, I wake up the instant that my fan goes off..lol
I slept w a teddy bear until My son was born. I kept scaring myself awake thinking I was smothering my son, but it was the bear. so I just put it on a shelf and now I hug a pillow.

Nikki March 22, 2011 at 10:50 am

Jill, I still sleep with my teddy bear. One night, Jake was about six months old, and he often woke up in the middle of the night. He slept in his crib in the room right next to mine. I dreamt that he was crying, and I had picked him up and was trying to soothe him, then put him back in the crib. I woke up to find myself stumbling around my bedroom, cradling my teddy bear, trying to find the crib that wasn’t there. It was one of the few times I’ve ever walked in my sleep.

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