Friday, June 24, 2011

37 Things

My favorite lipstick is Dr. Pepper Lip Smackers.

I hate tan lines.

I rarely wear skirts. Unless I have a tan. And even then, it's rare.

I'm able to count the number of pedicures I've received by someone other than myself on one hand.

I'm picky about the movies I watch.

That explains why I rarely go to the theater.

I have four tattoos. Five if you count the one that's covered with another.

I'm not well traveled.

But I'd love to go for a long vacation in Italy. Off-the-beaten-path Italy.

I'm bad with names, but good with faces.

I really don't know if I could give up Dr. Pepper, even though I'm fully aware that it's pure rubbish.

Cash is rarely in my possession.

I'm not a fan of shopping. Especially mall shopping.

You don't have to give me a gift, but I always want a card. With sweet words inside.

I don't like driving with other people in the car.

In fact, I've developed a sort of car phobia and don't like being a passenger either. It's weird.

In college my nickname was 2-Can Dani. It still holds true.

Sour Patch Kids and Hot Tamales are the exception to my no candy rule. On occasion.

I have always had a dog. And I always will.

I'm not a cat person. Yet we have three cats.

I have OCD about most everything except laundry. I've come to terms with the fact that I will never be caught up.

I'm an only child.

I have hazel eyes that change from blue to green.

I am a terrible nail biter. Awful. I need an intervention.

When I wish upon a star it's for Spurs season tickets.

I always vote. Even in the small elections.

Getting carded seriously makes my day.

I don't wear earrings but I usually have on a bracelet or two.

I have a thing for owls.

Cereal should be eaten straight out of the box. It tastes better and saves on dishes.

Flirting via text with The Mr. is one of my strong suits.

I dream of living by the lake and growing tomatoes and black eyed peas. It will happen.

I still sit in my Mema's lap when I visit.

My 4th grade teacher was Mrs. Eubanks. She was great. I wish I could thank her.

I dust my baseboards and lamp chords. I can't be the only one that does this...

The Girl and I share a birthday. Pretty cool, huh?

I don't feel 37.

At all.

**Thanks for the inspiration.