(pants: Gap, tank: Old Navy, sweater: Kohls, shoes: J.C. Penny, watch: Kohls, bangles: various)
Things you don’t need to know but I’m telling you anyway:
-I love onions way more than is healthy. I could eat them on everything. Although I don’t ever eat them plain which I guess is kind of weird.
-I have never read a Harry Potter or Twilight book. I refuse to read them, I’ve never seen any of the movies, and I don’t plan on ever seeing or reading them. I own all of the books–they’re in my classroom library at school–but I have no desire to open them. This, I know, makes me an outcast and I’m okay with that.
-Until I was 17, I was sure I would spend my adult years in the military. It never crossed my mind to go to college or what I would study–I knew after high school I would join the Air Force. The summer before my senior year, I went through all kinds of tests and evaluations to join the military and passed with flying colors. Then I met a boy a month later and all my plans changed.
-I pump gas, on average 5-7 times a year. Not that we have some amazing gas-saving vehicle (1997 minivan, holla!) but I hate the process so much that I conveniently only need gas when Chris drives. If I need gas, I’ll casually suggest that we go get dinner out that night and then he’ll offer to get gas for me on the way home. It’s a sneaky little life, but I’ve been holding strong since I was pregnant with Elliott (almost five years ago) when I realized how nice it was to never pump gas. Try it, you’ll like it! (in your best Yo Gabba Gabba voice please.)
-If I couldn’t use my hands, I probably wouldn’t be able to talk.
-I am the worst Words With Friends player you’ll ever meet. For real. I’m an English teacher, I read books constantly, and, apparently, I don’t have a good grasp on the English language. Looking at a bunch of random letters completely clears my mind of all words. ALL WORDS.
-I don’t think I’d be a very good writer if I wasn’t able to use italics all the time.
-I have been known to do the occasional fist pump while running on the treadmill if a good song comes on Pandora.
-Without fail while trying to go search something on Google, I type in www.goggle.com. Goggle dot com EVERY SINGLE TIME.
-I love my bacon burnt, my ice cream melted, and my water at room temperature.
Now it’s your turn, tell me something random. Go!