At the Drop of a Hat

I’m usually a pretty happy and upbeat person on my blog–and in person–but the one thing you may not know about me is that I may be one of the biggest saps in the world.

I will cry at the drop of a hat–not usually at things going on in my own life (for better or worse) but at a touching sentiment–a touching blog post someone wrote, a touching comment someone leaves me, a sweet movie.

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By this point in the movie, I am usually BAWLING. The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud(ly) for all to hear.

BY THE WAY?! It’s almost Elf time!!!

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I cried like a baby at the end of this one, too.

But, after a tough few months, having such an amazing month now is making me completely overcome with emotion.

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Last night, my marathon Facebook group buddies and I had a little post-marathon celebration happy hour. (Yes, I plan on celebrating this marathon until I die.) My heart was bursting a little bit being surrounded by other people who had also trained so hard and kicked some major marathon ass and were so happy about their accomplishments.

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This is Former Coworker Abby, who made the intro that eventually led to my new job!

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This was called a salad, but it was served over pita. Veggies + hummus + carbs? Yes, please.

Other things that have made me cry in the past 24 hours?

This post Gia wrote about when her little twins were born.

Getting an email from someone at my new office asking how I want my name on my new business cards. (Not really sure why that one made me tear up, but it did. Big happy tears.)

Sweet comments about my getting a job.

Reading Ali’s post about going to see the Rockettes.

Yeah, I’m obsessed with Christmas.

16 comments on “At the Drop of a Hat

  1. Ali

    Happy tears are the best 🙂 I fully support this.

    And yes, fine, I will perform a live Rockette dance for you soon. Stop asking.

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  2. Meghan

    So happy that you have so much to celebrate 😀 Congratulations on your new job! That pita salad looks heavenly! A carb that covers and entire plate and a blob of hummus almost as big is a winner in my book.

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  3. Christina

    I’m a sap also. My fiance always laughs at me because I’ll literally cry over a commercial. It’s bad. I LOVE the Christmas season though! It’s been a trying year but a great one as well.

    p.s. I’ll take that “salad” anyday. Hummus, carbs and veggies? My dream meal.

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  4. Jen @ Such a Funny Fat

    Wait… you’re SUPPOSED to have a reason for crying? I’m a big sappy sally and I can’t help it.

    Congratulations, again, on the marathon. And I think you SHOULD celebrate it until you die. Or until the next one at which point the celebrating starts all over! 🙂

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  5. Adriana

    Hello Theodora! I’ve never left any comments here, even though I’ve been reading your blog for a while now (yes, a creeper! 😉 )! And I thought this would be a great moment to leave you a a message: Congratulations!!!!! Both on you Marathon and your new job! You definitely deserve it! Keep up the good work and all the best on your new challenge!!!
    Greetings from Brazil!
    PS: Maybe Rio de Janeiro Marathon next year?! 🙂

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  6. Alice

    There’s nothing wrong with being a sap! I used to laugh at my mum for crying at weddings on tv and now I do exactly the same thing 🙂

    Sounds like you have lots of reasons for happy tears at the moment!

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  7. Ari @ Ari's Menu

    Casper makes me cry every single time. Everyone in my life knows me as the super emotional one. Today I had a kid tell me I was a good teacher and I got all teary eyed in front of the class. They thought I was a nut, but I just really really appreciate compliments! 🙂

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  8. Gia

    I’m not a huge sap … until the holidays and then I turn to mush. My vice is Miracle on 34th Street. I bawl every time. Also, Serendipity, its not a holiday movie but always on around the holidays. Lots of tears.

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