Fun Facts

A lot of bloggy things are going around the blog world. That made tons-o-sense, right? Well, what I’m trying to say is, just how email and Facebook questionnaire thingies went around the internets when each one first started catching on, as are blog questionnaires.

So in typical interwebz fashion, I’m going to let y’all get to know me a little bit. I saw question-answer thing in one of my favorite blogs Healthy Tipping Point that was called 10 Personal Questions where you answer the questions, then nominate another blogger to try it too.

Here goes nothing.

What do you have on your bedside table?

When I go to bed at night it has cough drops (because I’m an old lady), a book, my glasses, my green Nalgene full of water, my phone, nighttime lip balm, and tissues. All this on a tiny 12 x 12 square. Amazing! How DOES she do it?

Do you have a tattoo?

Are you kidding me? This is the girl that didn’t get her ears pierced till she was 18. There’s no way in heck I’d even consider a real tattoo. My mom (who is a lot older than I am) just got her first tattoo. It’s a little bitty ladybug on her foot. She said it hurt like “doo dah,” and that the touch-up hurt worse than the original tattoo. No thanks, pals! I can’t even handle getting a shot.

Do you believe in abstinence prior to marriage?

I think that each person should be able to decide this on their own. However, I believe that abstinence-only sex education is a ridiculous concept in believing that by only teaching kids that the way to avoid pregnancy/STDs/etc. is by not having sex, people are ignoring the fact that they and their kids are humans.

What is your worst habit?

I have lots of bad habits. I bite my nails. I leave my shoes the exact location I took them off in the house. Hallway? Ok. Kitchen? Sure. Bathroom? Perfecto! I also have a pretty hot temper but I try to keep that from public eye.

How do you handle finances in your relationship?

Sean and I try to split things based on percentages. Let me explain. We have separate bank accounts, but on paper we pool the monthly income and divide it into which person makes which percent. Say Sean made 90%, and I made 10% (I picked a drastic percentage to throw you off!). Then we add up our bills in total, and Sean pays the corresponding percentage based on his income. So, according to the previous example, Sean would pay 90% of the bill and I would pay 10%.

That’s what happens in theory. Since, we’ve lived together a year and I’ve gone from jobless, to part-time job, to full-time things have obviously changed and maybe we haven’t exactly kept up. Now we just each pay designated bills. Sean pays rent, water, etc., and I pay electricity, cable, etc.

If you could change your name, what would you change it to?

Luna Lovegood. Don’t judge.

Where do you want to go on your next vacation?

Disney. Harry Potter Land. Grand Teton National Park.

What is one political cause you feel strongly about?

The more I read about food, food safety, animal cruelty and big (food) business taking over the government the more upset I get about it. I believe that every child has the right to healthcare and a decent education. And I most certainly feel strongly about civil rights, especially the right for each and every adult to marry the adult they love.

Have you ever stolen anything?

You may be surprised, but yes. I stole candy from a convenience store when I was younger. It was on a shelf like someone had picked it up and put it back down in the wrong place, and I thought that since it wasn’t with all the other candies like it that it was free.

I stole a fake flower from Wal Mart when I was younger. I hid it under my shirt until we got outside and then my mom found out and made me take it back in, give it to the customer service people, and apologize for stealing. I was crying so hysterically I don’t think the people knew what I was saying, and I think they thought my mom was the meanest person on earth. I learned my lesson, though.

Tell us something embarrassing about yourself.

Much like an old lady (see cough drop comment above) I cannot control my bladder when I’m tickled. I think it’s because I drink so much water on a daily basis, but I don’t recommend you tickle me when I have a full bladder. I used to full on wet my pants when I was younger and someone tickled me. I think it’s the reason TO THIS DAY that I hate being tickled. Sean can attest to that mistake… Embarrassing enough?


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