Thursday, January 16, 2014


I've been feeling a little random this week. Random, I tell ya!
So I thought I would let y'all know some more random thoughts in my head or little facts about me.

For instance, did you know I like the smell of rubber bands? I love the rubbery smell, especially the ones that have been around a newspaper.
These things are important to know people!

And this one is probably obvious, but I love typing and typing fast. The clicking sound is soothing to me. My dad used to work late into the nights from our home when we lived In Great Falls, and I used to fall asleep to his clacking on the keys.

Enlightening I tell you! But this one, oh this one is a doozy: I am a regular visitor to Target. I go there like once a week. I have a problem. I avoid certain cashiers because they have started recognizing me.

Oh, lets see, what else? I am addicted to lotion. This is mostly because I'm rough on my hands and I wash them like a kajillion times a day and they are always cracked and super dry. I have bottles of lotion stashed throughout my office, car, and house and as I'm passing I will generally steal a squirt.

I secretly love techno/dance music. Oh no! It's not a secret you all know. I'm so embarrassed. Not really, because I was probably having a dance party in my house and didn't care. I usually put this on when I'm in cleaning mode because it makes me move faster. I'm a really good dancer when no one else is around (I can't even type that with a straight face).

I started biting my nails in college and now it has become a terrible habit. I can't let them go a certain length without going all "corn on the cob" on them.

Yesterday, I found a bobby pin in my hair. I have no idea how long its been there... the last time I had pins in my hair was before Christmas. I have showered and brushed my hair at least a dozen times since then...and it was still there!?!

When shopping, I will only park close to the cart stations where you put your cart after you're done using it. I will drive around for 5-10 minutes until a spot opens up.

I like making up words.

I also like making up words to songs. Jeff hates this and constantly points out where I go wrong in the lyrics, but that just makes me sing louder.

I'm not that great of a cook, but I try really hard. Sometimes I just lack patience and try to rush the cooking process. Nine times out of ten it doesn't work and we usually end up scrambling eggs for dinner.

I can however, make a really mean spaghetti and a melt in your mouth roast. I'm more of a baker. My cupcakes bring all the boys to the yard...(did I just reference Kelis...whaaat?)

I tend to have a sense of humor that is more appealing to guys. I confirmed this over the weekend when we went to a military fundraiser.

I like asking people how they are doing and generally try to ask that in the first five seconds of running into someone I know. Manners people! Manners!

I once asked a boy to a dance when I was a freshman in high school and got turned down. He told me I was too tall. I came home and cried for an hour before my cousin, who was living with us at the time, figured out what was wrong and took me out for ice cream. I remember him telling me I had guts, and this guy was crazy for not accepting. I bring up this story because I just want to point out that my family is really important to me and has always supported and built me up--even the guy cousins who get stuck with the tears of a rejected teenage cousin. I'm lucky to call him, and all other blood relations, family.

To add on to that story, I used to HATE being tall and tried to do anything I could to stunt my growth or shrink. I had horrible posture for years because I slouched and I tried to drink coffee and tea to stunt my growth. Now, I wish I was taller. I like my 5'11 height, but I do wish I'd hit the 6'0 mark.

My favorite piece of art is "The Kiss" by Gustav Klimt.

My favorite classical work of art is "The Barber of Seville" by Rossini. Personally, I really like classical music and listen to it as often as I can, but if we're being TRULY honest here...I really only love this particular piece as much as I do because of Bugs Bunny's Looney Toons antics to this tune.

Plucking hair gives me a weird high. Like plucking my eyebrows or Jeff's eyebrows. Holy crap that man has some crazy long eyebrows. I almost pass out in ecstasy when he lets me attack the really, really long ones with my tweezers...I mean its sort of like that, but really I just generally enjoy the rush of pulling it out.

My best friend and I created superhero names for ourselves when we were in 5th grade (was it 5th grade? or 6th? I think it was 5th. Maybe it was 7th?). Anywhooo we created superhero names for ourselves and then made costumes for our characters out of sheets, outdoor soccer gear used primarily during winter, and whatever else we could find. It was epic and every so often we still refer to each other as our pseudonym. After 21 years of friendship, we're still that awesome.

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