I can't stand odd numbers - the only exception being 5. If I'm turning the volume up, it has to be on 10, 12, 15, 18 or 20...and so on. If someone else puts it on an odd number, say 17, I have to grab the remote and change it or else it will bug me for the rest of the TV watching time.
I have to sleep with socks on. This stems from the fact that if something is touching my left foot, something has to touch my right foot with equal force. This goes for every part of my body - if I scratch my right leg, I have to scratch my left one. Sensing a theme here? I'm sort of incredibly a little bit OCD.
I think condiments are disgusting. Yep, I eat my sammies dry. Mayo, mustard, ketchup...get that grossness away from me.
I am the slowest drinker EVER. You'll likely finish two drinks at the bar while I'm still working on my first one. I'm a sipper...as in my sips are little drops of said drink. Unless it's champagne. Woah, big gulps, huh? All right! Welp, see ya later.
I once thought it was OK to dye my hair myself in college. I was going for a chocolate brown.
It clearly didn't turn out that way. Note to all people with dark, DARK hair, you likely have red undertones. This was a terrible stage in my life and it took me way to long to realize that it looked like crap. Then one day I had enough and dyed it black (again, by MYSELF, dumb) and it took about a year to fully grow out and let me have virgin hair again.
Fun fact - I ended up marrying that guy.
I had no clue who he was when we took this picture. I cannot believe I am willingly putting up MULTIPLE pictures of myself during the terrible hair stage.
I go to one FSU game every year even though I didn't end up there. (Long story for another blog post one day). During the 2008 Miami game I met Graham Gano and fell out of love because he looked like a guido. What is that shirt?!
And after every trip I come home with around 20 or so pictures on my camera of my sister's and families names all over Ken's. I really don't know why I feel the need to take the same pictures every single year, but I do.
I once climbed the Eiffel Tower.
...in Paris, TX. That's a fun fact in itself, did you know they had an Eiffel Tower? With a cowboy hat on top and all.
I got grounded a lot as a kid. My punishment?
haha I'm kidding. My dad was a police officer my whole life and we thought rides in the cruiser were the best things ever.
I had an almost-unibrow until 8th grade. Thanks, mom!!
Also under the thanks mom category, I had a middle part until college...some girls can rock this but I, sadly, was so NOT one of them.
I have to eat all of one food on the plate before I move onto the next one. And if any part of the mac and cheese touches the peaches...forgetaboutit. Mac and cheese and peaches? I clearly am a five year old.
I had bangs for a month last year. Man, they require a lot of work.
I get bored with designs/decorations really easily. So that means this blog design will get tweaked a lot. Also means that I've had over 5 cases for my iPhone that I've had for less than a year.
Annnd that's it for today's completely random facts about myself. Now I'm off to read all about YOU! Can't wait :)
