5 Weird Things....

I wasn't officially "tagged" but it sounded fun, so I tagged myself...

1. In keeping with the food-related themes of Julie's and Taylor's posts - I can't get enough hot sauce. Seriously. hotter the better. Tori gets pretty ticked when she makes spaghetti or stir-fry or anything and I don't even taste it and I'm pouring hot sauce all over it. I understand her frustration, BUT I NEED THE HEAT, MAN!!!!!!!

2. I HATE BEING BAREFOOT. That's about as simple as I can make that. At least socks at all times. Tori and the boys scoot around the house all day with narn on their feet. We have pulled up the carpet in Mamma's old house and put down Laminate flooring. They have "grocery store feet" by the end of the day and it bothers me to no end. My desk is also right by the back door, where the kids/dogs come and go all day and track dirt/mud/filth - must. keep. feet. covered.

3. I have NO long term memory. I really don't. I'm thinking it's because my mind races like Earnhardt - so I'm generally not paying attention to anything happening RIGHT NOW. So unless it's just a spectacular happening, later I have a hard time recalling it.

4. I'm with Jules on the whole fan thing. I need a ceiling fan going. Tori, not so much - gives her headaches, so this causes a little night time strife.

5. And here's my favorite....(insert drumroll)....I HAVE NO UVULA. Fact. No hangy down thing for Daddy Ryan. Had it removed. slowed me down....well, not really. It was cut out when I had my tonsils out to try to let me breathe easier while sleeping. Didn't work. I'm hooked up to a CPAP machine these days. I sleep like a baby. A baby Dath Vader, but a baby, nonetheless.

So who's next?