Domestic Geek

The smallest little thing will turn on the waterworks.

I cry at movies. I cry during commercials. I cry when I'm happy. I cry when I'm sad. I cry when I'm angry.

The crying when angry upsets me the most. I wish I could just yell or scream. No, I bawl.

I like to have a small souvenir of places I've been or significant occassions in my life. (that damn pack-rat in me)

I used to collect t-shirts, but I'd end up wearing them and they would wear out. I tried coffee mugs...now that's a collection that can take up a huge amount of space real fast! I can't remember which shot glass was the one I got first, but I remember getting it because there were no decent mugs. I found it was way easier to bring them back (a pair of socks was enough to keep them from being damaged in transit). I'm not exactly sure when it started, but I was getting them before I met Marcus. I know, because I bought a shot glass when we went to the Cave of the Winds when his friend Brad was visiting a month before we started getting serious.

As my collection grew, my friends took notice and began bringing me back shot glasses as gifts from their travels. I have no idea how many I currently have because I hadn't unpacked the bulk of them when we moved here. We had no intention of staying long (it's been almost 4 years now, dammit!) and I didn't want to bother with repacking them.

I'm getting itchy to get out and go somewhere new. I haven't added a glass personally to my collection in over a year since Marcus' sister came and we went to Winter Park. Those were cool--they were also votive candles. *sigh*