The First Kiss...

Okay, if you know me well, you're probably shocked I titled my post, The First Kiss.  I mean, the title alone leads you to believe I'm going to talk about my first kiss.  Or, a first kiss I've experienced.  Of course since I'm such a private person, which I believe I mentioned in my last post, you'd be confused why I would write about such topics.  I mean, that totally goes against how I conduct myself.  So why the title, The First Kiss....? I titled my post that because it is the topic given to us by Sara (Momarock) for today's Thursday Blog Project.  
Since I am a private person I won't be talking about my first kiss, or a first kiss I've experience.  The circumstances surrounding any of my first kisses are confidential.  What I will say about first kisses is this: 

 " I'll get you here, to the high-stakes medal round where eight out of 10 women believe that the first kiss will tell them everything they need to know about the relationship." ~ Hitch

I LOVE the movie Hitch, and I love this quote.  I've heard they took the information from a women's magazine such as Cosmopolitan.  I wouldn't be surprised if this is the case.

So now I've (technically) talked about "the first kiss." here are some firsts of mine:

• First Car:  Light Blue Chevy Cavalier.  I use to be able to tell people the year, but it's been so long since I've had that car I can't remember.
• First Day of College:  Was interest....  I was freaked out.  I had just moved to Texas and knew only my family.  It was a lot to have just moved to a new state and then start at a new school.  My youngest cousin tried to calm my nerves by sharing with me that she thought she was pregnant just a month and a half after giving birth. I'm not sure it calmed my nerves, but it did give me something else to think about.  And yes, she was pregnant.  
• First Crush:  The first crush I can remember  happened in fifth grade.  I did have a boyfriend in Senior Kindergarten, but I'm not sure I ever had a crush on the guy.
• First Time I Drove on the Expressway by Myself:  The first time I ever drove on the expressway by myself  was not too long after I got my drivers license.  I remember I got on at one entrance and got off at the next exit.  It was a very short trip.  I remember thinking how awesome it was that I was on the expressway by myself.  
• First Trip Overseas: Spring Break 1997 with my then boyfriend.  We went to England and Ireland.  It was a fun trip!
• First Day at Work:  In my opinion, the first day at work is always odd.  My last first day of work (which was officially a year ago this past week) was no exception.  The thing that strikes me the most about it is that there is no way I could have ever predicted how happy I would be at this job... but that's another post for another time, maybe.
• First Time I Realized I was an Adrenaline Junkie: This was basically the first time I went skydiving.  
• First Place I Ever Lived:  When I was born, my family lived in a condo that had a view of Lake Michigan.  It's too bad I couldn't appreciate the view. 

I'm sure there are more "firsts" I could list, but I think that is a good list.  Now that I've shared my take on this topic, please take a moment to see what my fellow bloggers had to say:

Momarock (Sara)

Merryland Girl (Melissa)

Darwin Shrugged (Denise)

Stuck In The Body Of An Extrovert

Back in winter of 2013 I went to a workshop on the topic of friendship. My main motivation for going to this workshop was to meet individuals who lived in the city as I was preparing to move to there. As part of the workshop the presenter talked about how being an introvert or an extrovert impacts your friendships and how to approach each personality type.  Since that time I think a lot about my introvert/extrovert tendencies and the tendencies of those I surround myself. Apparently I am not the only one who thinks about this topics as Denise asked us to write about whether we are an introvert or extrovert for today's Thursday Blog Project topic.

So which am I? Since I know myself very well, I would tell you overall I'm an introvert. At some point in my life, however, I began to force myself to be an extrovert.  

Now, the fact that I've learned to be an extrovert doesn't mean my introvert tendencies don't surface. It's quite the opposite situation. There are many times I have to force myself out the door to go do something. Especially when I'm going to something knowing I won't know anyone. Not that I'm opposed to going to something alone, but sometimes it's nice to know people at events. Most of the times I'm fine with chatting with others I don't know, and have made a few friends that way; however, in some situation I just keep to myself as if I have no interest in being social.
One of the times my introvert ways are exacerbated is when I'm in larger groups. Recently, I was talking with some friends of mine about a program for young Jewish professionals that I participated in a few years back. I explained that though I liked the program overall I was happiest when we were in our small groups of 15(or so); however, even when we combined with another group (around 15 people as well) I started to become more quiet. With that in mind, I'm sure you can imagine what happened when all the groups would get together at a bar (100+ people at one time) after meeting with our smaller groups. If you guessed that I would just hangout in one spot with my water (I'm not a big drinker) then you are correct!

Another thing about me is that I hold people at arms length until I really get to know them - for better or worse. Part of this is my tendency towards being a private person.   If I had to guess, I believe this quality adds to me being shy and keeping to myself.

I've talked a lot about my introverted ways, but as I said I've become an extrovert overtime. I like to think that I've learned to balance the two tendencies. Now that I've shared some of my thoughts on this topic, please take a moment to see what my fellow blogger have to say:


Momarock (Sara)

Merryland Girl (Melissa)

Darwin Shrugged (Denise)