-I hate to admit that....
-I sleep with a 4-ft. tall stuffed bear that I won in a coloring contest at Sears when I was 3. If the bed is too small with Mr. Bunny, me, and the bear in it, Mr. Bunny better move!
-When I look at a clock, the numbers have to add up to something even. If they don't, I can't look away until they do.
-I count stairs, and if I lose count, I have to go back down to the bottom and start all over again. BTW- the Exorcist Stairs suck!!!! Anyone in the DC area knows what I'm talking about...
-I love pink, but I hated it with a passion until about 3 years ago.
-I love the History Channel and TLC. I can't bear to miss an epidose of Medical Detectives or FBI files.
-I absolutely LOVE ranch dressing on my macaroni and cheese.
-I spend my Sundays watching Lifetime movies. Not just on rainy Sundays- every Sunday.
-I own Winnie the Pooh and Hello Kitty underwear and I love them (who could resist a thong that says "hello kitty" on it? I mean, come on!)
-I collect Precious Moments figurines. Annie- don't come to my place
-I'm addicted to 7th Heaven
-I cry over everything and I cannot, will not, absolutely refuse to go in anything with "haunted" or "fun house" in the name. I will start having convulsions and crying and making an idiot out of myself every time I attempt to go in a haunted house. I also can't do those sensory thrill ride things like the Alien Encounter at Disney World. I almost peed my pants in there.
Okay, that's all I can think of now. Sure I'll think of the really embarrassing things that I'm just mentally blocking out right now soon enough.