One word which could quite easily describe my blogging experience thus far is the word ‘lovely’. This very same word could also be used to describe many of the bloggers who follow me, and who I follow back; it could also be used to describe the often insightful and entertaining posts by many of these same bloggers. And it most certainly can describe how I felt to be nominated for the One Lovely Blog award twice fairly recently.
RebeccaV nominated me on her wonderful blog Friffle Thoughts, and a few days later I was nominated again by Coach Sue on her inspiring The Courage To Adventure Blog. Thanks ladies for the nomination – it really is appreciated, and it’s always great to have these awards posts to connect to other blogs too!
Now, the rules are fairly similar to other awards – link back to the person who nominated you, write seven random facts about yourself, nominate a bunch of people and remember to tell them. So, on to the facts (are you guys bored of my random facts on these posts yet? Considering I gave you 26 more of them on my personal timeline post recently too…):
1. The longest word I know how to spell is pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. At 45 letters long, this word is 11-12 letters longer than supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (some versions of this word omit one of the last vowels, the ‘i’ I think?), and 17 letters longer than antidisestablishmentarianism. Sadly, I knew how to spell all three words by the age of 8. Why? I have no idea.
2. When I was younger I had a fear of swimming, a fear of heights, and a fear of spiders. My fear of swimming I eventually conquered by learning to swim, my fear of heights I think I beat when I realised that the view was worth the climb in most cases, and my fear of spiders has just been rationalised down to the question “is it dangerous?” (Which, in Australia, the answer is often ‘yes’, though my general fear has gone and I definitely don’t leap away with fright anymore – I can take care of getting rid of a spider if need be).
3. I’m right this minute wearing an old red sweater that I have owned for over 10 years, since I was a pimpley teenager (this is a lie, I never had trouble with pimples). My weight has gone up and down like a yo-yo over this time, yet, no matter what size I am, this sweater always fits just perfectly. I wish I knew how it did that. And I wish my other clothes would do that.
4. I’m good at sudoku. Really good. Frightfully good. Magnificently good. Maybe ever gooder than that (I’m heaps gooder at English though (gooder is totally a word (okay, maybe it’s not))). Speaking of sudoku… this week I’ve been decorating a little classroom that is mostly used for extension mathematics groups with different groups of students, some of which I run myself at the school at which I work. The kids had an awesome idea – we’re going to create giant sudoku posters, laminate them, put them up on the walls, and that way students (and teachers, for that matter) can use whiteboard markers to play the games, over and over again! As I said, this was one of my student’s ideas – I was very impressed.
5. While we’re on the topic of maths, I happen to be freakishly quick at basic arithmetic. I’m pretty good at maths on the whole, but for some reason I have always been able to crunch numbers in my head really fast, often quicker than the time it takes people to punch these numbers into a calculator (there are limits to my abilities though of course). I forget every now and then in front of my students that I can do this and that it’s not quite normal. An example: the other day I heard one student, while working out a bigger problem, ask her friend “what’s 7.5 times 25” and without the slightest hesitation I blurted out “187.5”. When the room fell silent, I turned around slowly to find the students staring at me in disbelief. I just told them if they keep working things out without a calculator one day they’ll be able to do this too (maybe).
6. I’ve just found out I have quite bad sleep apnea, and have realised I’ve probably had it for a while, which would explain a lot of other health problems I’ve had, not to mention being really tired all the time. It’s kind of funny though – it’s had me thinking about how we sometimes trick ourselves into thinking that the way we feel, physically, mentally, emotionally, is perfectly normal and healthy, that it’s how everybody else must feel all day, when it’s not. When things like this happen, I am torn between sadness that I have been struggling without being aware of this fact, and also excitement at the thought that if I can do as much as I have been doing with this, imagine how much more I can do when my health is sorted out and I’m sleeping normally again!
7. I prefer Winter to Summer. This is probably because I live in Australia, where our Winters are often the same temperature and climate as most of the world’s Spring or Autumn (if not as warm as their Summers), and our Summers just become scorching and sweltering and make everything uncomfortable and exhausting. Sure it’s great to go to the beach on those hot days (and I do live near some stunning beaches), but it’s just not the same as wrapping yourself in extra layers, sitting by a fire or heater drinking hot chocolate, and indulging in other clichéd wintry pastimes.
Now for the people I would like to nominate for this award (I have tried to nominate lovely blogs that I am pretty sure I haven’t nominated before for an award, but knowing me my memory will have failed me (I know I could go back and check my old awards posts, but…but…)):
All of these blogs are fantastic, and blogs which I regularly visit, so make sure you drop by each one, as you’re bound to find something you like there.
I actually think for the first time in months I have caught up with all my awards posts! Coming up later this week, I’ll review The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes, and write some other post I haven’t thought of yet.