- I can’t sit Indian-style. Due to a crooked hip, I’ve always sat with both legs swung out to my right. Ladylike, I know.
- My first pet was a turtle named Rocky (lending some interest to that whole “what would your stripper name be” question). Rocky died because we dropped him too many times. Now we have a nearly four-year-old puggle named Boscoe. Whom I could never drop on the floor because he is so freaking fat that I could never pick him up in the first place. (That being said, I never find pet stories that interesting. I just think unless it’s your own pet and you happened to be present at the time the said pet story actually took place, it’s pretty much always a you-had-to-be-there kind of situation. Maybe “Marley & Me” can be excluded from this.)
- I was recently jolted by the realization that had I lived in some earlier century and experienced the complications that I did with Sydney’s birth, I likely would have died. I’d never considered that before, but it’s made me very grateful for the medical expertise we have in this day and age.
- I think the most revolting thing in the world is when people fork their own tongues. That and child pageants.
- I have never once been pulled over by a police car or involved in a collision while driving. No…me, I only hit the parked cars. And that motorcycle. Dang it.
- I have this ability to recognize and identify the name of any actor and previous roles he or she has played. I don’t know why. Not a very useful skill – not like it plays well at parties or anything – but I’m still a little oddly proud of it.
- My two sisters and I were all born four days late and all on a Monday.
- I learned how to read when I was two.
- I consider myself to be an intelligent person, but somewhat lacking in common sense.
- Drew and I met the day before classes started our freshman year at George Fox, a fact I always held special to me…how many people can pinpoint the exact day they met their spouse?
- I eat French fries in twos.
- Though I’ve been a runner for a long time, I’ve never run a marathon. And the half just once, in Melbourne, Australia. My goal is to change this fact sometime in the next year or two.
- I am a perfectionist. As in I write rough drafts for, like, birthday cards.
- I am an independent wedding coordinator. Which makes the previous point come in pretty handy.
- I have a thing with nostalgia. I recall memories with the same emotions as I experienced them however many years ago without much perspective of time and distance. It makes it really hard for me to throw things away. If I knew you in grade school, I may very well still have a note you wrote me back then. I have framed photos of people I haven’t spoken to in years.
- I play this license plate game where you have to find the numbers “000” through “999” in order. I’ve been playing for like, eight years and I’m on 823. People don’t get why I do it: just think of it as a thousand little extra points of joy in life.
- I started out as an extrovert and have since crossed the line to introvert. I’m ok with it.
- We bought Drew’s car on eBay. Flew down to Houston and road tripped it back the summer after we got married…one of the best, most spontaneous things we ever did.
- Ever since I tried gorgonzola gelato in Italy (blecch!), I haven’t been able to eat gorgonzola on anything. It’s ruined for me.
- I’ve never lived alone. Unless you count traveling solo through Australia for four months, but even then you’re staying in group hostels. I went from my parents’ house to roommate situations in college (including a house with 12 other girls my senior year!), then briefly back to my parents’ house during our engagement before Drew and I were married and he became my perma-roommate. =)
- Many of the random things on this list have been brought to my attention as out of the ordinary by my best friend, Lisa.
- I am a sucker for yellow cake with chocolate frosting (and 15 of my closest friends just said amen).
- I still have all the helping verbs memorized from Mr. C’s junior high English class (am, is, are, was, were…) Those should come in really handy should I ever again be asked to diagram a sentence.
- I disproportionately enjoy that game where you turn your face upside down and draw eyes on your chin so your mouth appears upside down and freakishly ghoulish. I can’t wait until the kids are old enough that I can do it to them without feeling guilty about it.
- I had to piece together this list in shifts. (With a 2-year-old and a newborn, there’s rarely a time when there’s not someone in your lap.)
There you go...know me any better?
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