Who would have ever guessed that as a twenty-eight-year-old mother, tag would become fun again? Thanks, Leela.
As I have said before, there are very few things that people don't know about me. However, here are 7 things that you are atleast less likely to know:
7) I have a lot of false teeth and only four real ones (well, maybe it's the other way around, but whatever.
6.) I do not like animals--well, not as pets, anyway. To me, pets are gross.
5.) I overcame my fear of kissing by applying a basketball free throw study I read about in the Readers Digest. (Why am I the only girl on earth who was scared to death of kissing?)
4.) I ran a marathon last October. That's cool, right? Well not as cool as the fact that for the last half of the marathon, I was eating vaseline thinking that it was runner's goo.
3.) I wear socks with sandals (or socks with crocs, rather) several days a week. I know, I know. I need help. Fashionability (is that a word?) has been sucked entirely out of me as a result of being a mother and living somewhere where no one cares. This is especially hard for me to admit after having read Crystal's latest blog. Thanks for standing with me, Max. The thing is, I hate feeling like my feet are getting dirty and I'm too lazy to put on any shoes other than my crocs. I'll work on it. I promise.
2.) I occasionally stand naked in front of a mirror, looking at myself from behind, in order to analyze my body. I do not recommend it.
1. ) At my funeral, I want you all to sing Love One Another, and I want someone to say that I was funny and that he/she always liked my Christmas Tree.
I'm tagging Kell Buck and Tall Tiffany.
I knew you wouldn't let me down Ann. You are hilarious. I am so with you on the animals thing. We cannot handle it. I think I kne about the teeth and I definitely remember the kissing phobia. Travis wears socks with sandals too and it drives me crazy. I told him to read Crystal's blog.
ReplyDeleteI think it is way awesome that you ran a marathon and If I did more of that I wouldn't mind looking at myself naked in the mirror. For now I love clothes for a reason.