7 Things About Me

My friend, Grace, had a post on her blog listing 7 weird things about herself. I decided to join in the fun, and tell you 7 weird (or just random) things about myself. And here is the list ~


1. I organize my M&M's, Skittles, Reese's Pieces, or any other candy that is differnt colors in to colors. Then, I eat them according to which color has the most number of candies to the least number of candies. Weird, I know, but that's me!



2. When I eat Chex Mix, I pick out the Chex, and leave everything else in the bag for my husband to eat. I leave some Chex in the bag for him, too, but that's the only thing I will eat out of the whole bag (except for the occasional pretzel).



4. When I play volleyball and it's my turn to serve, I bounce the ball 3 times, spin it, and bounce it again twice. I've done it since seventh grade!



5. When I'm in the car alone I like to turn the radio to a station that plays all of today's hits (Chris Brown, Ne Yo, etc.) and blast it. I make sure to roll down the windows so I look cool, too. Our car has a spoiler on it, so it doesn't look like I'm just pretending to be that cool, either!



6. I'm 28 years old, and I still can't sleep without a blanket to hold. I've slept with a blanket since I was little, and I just can't sleep without one. I've tried and it just doesn't work. The cute thing is, my 1 1/2 year old is the exact same way.




7. Flip flops are my favorite shoes to wear. They go on my feet the day it gets the least bit warm out, and stay there until it's pushing it with the cooler fall weather. I literally just stopped wearing them like a week ago, and it's November. I teach with an older woman, and she loves to razz me about my "bare feet sticking out in this cold weather. If she were my mother she'd have me leaned over her knee then give me a good woopin". Personally, I think it's none of her business, but she still has to comment.



8. (for good measure) I'm deathly deathly deathly deathly (did I mention DEATHLY?) afraid of needles. When I found out I'd be getting an epidural when I had my C-section, I probably produced 10 bucket fulls of sweat. Not to mention the poor nurse that had me death gripping her scrubs. After it was all said and done, her first comment was, "Wow, sweetie, I guess you really were scared, weren't you?" UMMMMM YEAH!