If you've been around since the humble beginnings of this blog then you've probably read enough 'things about me'. . . but I've been tagged again to do one, and it's been awhile so I'm going to attempt to add 25 things about me that I haven't used previously.
1. I do not like cooked tomatoes. Fresh tomatoes I can eat like an apple, but cooked in any form is not appealing to me.
2. I can roll and ripple my tongue.
3. I am slightly obsessed with picking weeds. I find it quite satisfying to eradicate them, and am tempted to do it in other people's yards when I go for walks.
4. I enjoy yoga. My goal is to be able to do a perfect crane. . . not there yet.
5. Lately my craft of choice is making mini albums. So far they are all about Miley, but I intend to branch out. Wait, I do have a couple that aren't strictly Miley. I'll post again with some photos of these projects. They are fun to do.
6. I've had pets my whole life, and I seriously do not consider my family complete without a dog. I love my girls so much. They just make me happy.
7. I've never liked the fact that my first, middle and last name all have the same number of letters. I'm not sure why this bothers me, but it does. Even after getting married, I'm still stuck in the same five letter boat.
8. Peanut butter makes me sick, but I love it. I love the smell of burritos and enchiladas, but can't stand eating them, yuck. There is obviously some disconnect going on with my senses.
9. I have a plant that I've kept alive for two whole years. This is a miracle. I didn't name the plant in the first place because I assumed I shouldn't get attached. . . and now I'm afraid if I do it will be a death sentence for the poor thing no matter how healthy it may be.
10. For Miley my thing right now is butterflies. I'm not a theme person in general, but I am loving butterflies on stuff right now. . .clothes, art, and a piece I'm going to make for her play room.
11. My closet is organized by color. Actually, lots of things in my house are organized by color. Weird.
12. I love to buy dishes and glasses. I don't cook, but I love finding interesting pieces to just own I guess. Usually these are patterned plates, but oddly shaped bowls peak my interest as well. They don't see a lot of use, and sometimes I'm surprised to see what I have.
13. I don't like using glue. I really hate the stuff. Maybe it's just me, but I always end up sticky or worse, my project does. I avoid it if at all possible.
14. I have a love/hate relationship with my freckles (on my face). When I was a teenager I actually tried skin bleach to remove them. I didn't try for long though. At some point much later on I accepted them and now I don't even use all that makeup crap to hide them. Although it does help that they've faded quite a bit. ;)
15. My thumbs are perfectly straight. They don't curve back at all, so I guess I would be a lousy hitch-hiker.
16. I don't like to buy matching furniture or bedding sets. I like to mix and match everything. This goes for scrapbooking and pretty much everything I do. I think it's because it makes it feel more like me or mine that way.
17. I have a fear of the optometrist. I had a traumatic experience with an eye test as a child and ever since then I get all nervous when I get my eyes checked for anything. . . including the short little exam for my driver's license. I know I must be insane to hold on to this silly phobia. My eye sight is perfect and will remain so by shear force of will so as to avoid any incidence with the scary doctor.
18. I have a serious sweet tooth, but I don't like chocolate cake or chocolate ice cream. Actually, ice cream in general is not my thing unless it's homemade.
19. As a child I didn't like potatoes in any form, and since I lived in Idaho I was lucky they didn't have me banished or something. Since then I have slowly grown to love every form of potato cuisine. Some as recent as during my married life. This does not include the sweet potato however.
20. My favorite book right now is The Host. It's weird. I love it. I could read it over and over again.
21. I have a permanent retainer in my mouth. Along my bottom teeth there is a metal bar cemented to keep them in place.
22. Speaking of teeth, recently I had to have a cavity filled. For the first time ever, (to show Dave that I was as tough as him) I asked not to be numbed for the ordeal. It was so worth it to miss out on that stupid injection. I hate needles. It didn't actually hurt at all, so although I am not anticipating the need to do it again, I'll be more than willing to forgo the numb juice.
23. I am turning 30 this year. I am not freaked out about this. It's strangely no big deal, however, I am on the constant lookout for my face to be attacked by wrinkles. I spent way too much time in the sun as a kid, so I'm trying to limit those consequences as much as possible now.
24. I haven't left the country, but if and when I do it will be to Greece and Italy. I love renaissance art and want to be there.
25. I have very little gag reflex. I can touch my uvula with my finger and not throw up. That's a nice one to finish the list with, right?
OK, so that was easier than I thought it would be. You'll have to be the judge if any of this information is even new, compared to my old surveys. Congrats on making it through the whole list without getting bored and stopping. There should be a prize. . . but there isn't.
Cute, sure. . . troublemaker, a more appropriate title right now.
Teeth! We have teeth. And now we have proof too. Here are her twinners that popped up at the same time.
This is just a pic of my sad girl. . . wishing her daddy would come back from running errands.
Here's where the trouble begins. . . this is her new favorite thing to do in the living room. She loves to dump out her toy basket and go through all the toys.
Milk messes, her specialty. This happens when she feels like the bottle has not been shaken up enough. Apparently she disapproves of how her parents serve her beverages.
Nilla is very interested in M after she finishes a meal. She is looking for any leftovers M might have missed. Nilla is loving the new high chair. It brings back fond memories of licking clean the M & M twins (who belong to Dave's cousin) and their high chairs.
We never would have guessed that Mocha would be such a good baby dog. As most anyone can attest, she is not fond of other people, however, she loves M, ever since we brought her home. You'll find Mocha in close proximity to baby M in lots of pics, especially if someone other than us is holding her. She's her guard dog. Mocha doesn't even mind when M tries to grab her shiny collar. . . or even her tail, the other day (which we do not condone or encourage, despite what the photo may show). ;) What a patient pooch.
We have a ghost. It moaned awhile and then wailed a bit, until. . .
I set it free, then it squealed with delight and banged on the door some more.
I told you the weather has been chilly. M agrees. She bundled herself up in her blanket. The 60s are cold here.
