100 Things, 16-20

16. Hubster asked me to marry him on two separate occasions. The first was the night before I left for college. We had packed all of my things into the van--my bedroom was barren. Mom was freaking out, vacuuming the living room over and over and over again. She went between bouts of crying and snapping at all of us--it was very uncomfortable. To get away, Hubster took me up onto the Blue Ridge Parkway, to my favorite overlook. I've always called it "Rifle Ridge" but that isn't its real name. There is a beautiful sandy path up to a waterfall, and tall poplars shade the entire place. It was late evening, and he got on one knee and asked me to marry him. We were both terrified at the prospect of a long-distance relationship. I said yes, but we both knew it was more of a promise that we would make it. And we did. Long enough for him to ask me a second time--and I said yes then, too.

17. There is one material thing that I absolutely cannot live without--Carmex. You know how people ask, "If you could choose one thing to have if you were stranded on a deserted island, what would it be?" People way better than me always say, "The Bible" or way cooler than me say, "my [insert instrument here]." My answer? Carmex, baby. Hubster calls Carmex "the B*tch button" because if I can't find it when I need it--watch out. His remedy? There is a tub of Carmex in every room of our house. EVERY room. I may starve on that deserted island, but by God, my lips will be soft and moisturized when I do...

18. I really hate "first days". First days of school, work, vacation, anything momentous--I hate the first day of it. I just get so frickin' frazzled...everything is new, I don't know where to go, I feel incompetent, there is so much that I want to do/master and I haven't even broken the surface yet...but then the first day is over, and I'm better.

19. I don't especially enjoy knitting gifts for people, unless the desire to do so truly comes from within--the deadline aspect of it all kind of ruins it for me. I wouldn't say that I'm a selfish knitter...I just don't like it when people expect me to make them something because I can. I don't take requests. I prefer to knit and give spontaneously. That's probably the only spontaneous thing I ever do, or enjoy doing.

20. I love tiramisu.