Yeah, so... my sister-in-law, Brea, tagged me almost a month ago and I'm FINALLY getting around to it. (Sorry, Brea.) I'm ridiculously late, but here ya go. :)
1) I love cold water. Not ice water, mind you, cold water. It can be ice cold and I'm fine. I'm just not a fan of the actual ice. (Unless I have a straw. If I have a straw, I can deal with the ice. I just don't like the stuff hitting my teeth.)
2) I've been cracking my knuckles since I was 11. It's sad. It's disgusting. But it's true. I was sitting in Primary (Merrie Miss B, to be exact), in the old church, in the closet that was our classroom and Lori Adams was cracking her knuckles. I'd never heard that sound before, and I thought it was AWESOME, so I tried it. I got hooked quickly, and even though I can't stand that I do it, I still crack them almost every day.
3) I love a true-story movie. I'm an absolute SAP. It doesn't matter what it's about (horses, football, hockey, mad scientists, the civil war... anything), I love the inspirational story, the big swell of the background music, the sappy endings. Aahhhhh, those are good times.
4) My favorite dip? Green onion. I love it! A lot of people have never heard of it, or have never tasted it (thinking that the french onion dip is the only only onion dip out there). Oh, the green onion stuff is fantastic! I love it with potato chips, carrots, on sandwiches (instead of mayo). Oooooh, yum!
5) I can't sleep in anymore. It's tragic, but it's true. I've been waking up between 6:00 and 6:30 in the AM every day since... oh, 1987, pretty much, and I'm sorry to say that it's taken its toll. I have an internal clock that just goes off every morning. It's horrible. Sometimes I can get back to sleep, but the days of sleeping in until 9:00? Long gone...
6) I cut my own hair, and I always have. Almost exclusively. There was a period in my 20's when I had short (like a boy) hair for about a year, and I couldn't hack that (pun totally intended... I'm cracking myself up over here). And then, twice, when I had layers put in a couple years later. But yeah, since then... it's been all me. It's not always pretty, but at least I can get my hair cut the same day that I reach the point where it HAS to go. (And it's thick & curly enough to hide a multitude of mistakes. And I should know, because I've made a lot of them.)
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