There are certain moments in my life (I'm not quite ready to make a blanket statement about ALL the moments yet) where I am an oxymoron. Examples you want? Well, since you asked...
I have been absolutely convinced for years that I don't like to write || I love to blog.
I've also been sure that I don't like art for a very long time || I really enjoy designing with color schemes...love putting together rooms, love color coordination in weddings... (And when I have my own house, I want a bamboo-green dining room, with brown dishes, so as to showcase my awesome brown tea set from China! I kid you not when I say that I think about these dishes a lot...multiple times in the last month have I wondered if you can even find nice brown dishes, and whether or not that would be weird, etc.)
I love to give people things || I'm absolutely convinced gifts are not my love language
Chicken is difficult for me || Chicken nuggets are my fave! (especially Chick-fil-a...love them)
Gym class was the worst! (I suspect it was having to change into gym clothes) || I really enjoy running on my own.
Sports? Ahem...learning how each individual sport works took me about as long as it took me to finish high school. || Soccer! I think soccer is SO fun to watch.
Never ever ever in my piano career have I practiced enough || I sincerely hope that soon I get my act together and build my repertoire because I LOVE being able to play fun pieces well.
What about you? Where are your ironies?
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