Here is the December edition of Random Facts About Me:
- At an Italian restaurant, I order lasagna. At a Mexican restaurant, I order enchiladas. That’s just the way it is.
- In elementary school I ate cold grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. Don’t ask.
- I still wear a pair of brown Doc Martens boots that I got as a freshman or sophomore in high school. I hate spending money on clothes, especially when the ones I have still work. By work I generally mean cover some part of my body without looking terrible. Jenny says I have to get new boots because the right one has a hole in the toe.
- I get emotionally attached to my cars. Possibly because I name them. When one leaves the family, it makes me sad, even though I know that’s silly.
- Although I can do it, public speaking stresses me out. I hate being the center of attention.
- Except for chipping off a tiny piece of my left big toe, I have never broken a bone.
- The older I get, the worse my memory gets. I now blame it on Brenden since he can’t defend himself. Ditto for my time management skills. I used to pride myself on always showing up on time to things. Now I’m doing well just to remember to show up.
- When I’m mad at someone, I practice yelling at them in my head, or even out loud if I’m alone. Rarely do I get the chance to actually say all the things I’ve practiced. Sometimes that’s a good thing. Sometimes not.
- I would probably get Lasik on my right eye if someone else picked up the tab. (I take PayPal if you’re interested!)
- When I get to heaven, I want to ask God for the details on how he created the universe. Are the 6 days in Genesis literal days or figurative periods of time? Is the earth thousands or billions of years old? Did the different plants and animals appear instantly at his word or evolve gradually over time?
Thoughts?