If you really knew me you’d know….
I only like peanut butter on toast or with oreos.
A dessert is not a dessert unless it has chocolate.
I haven’t legally changed my last name since I got married. Still working on that.
I have a goal to speak five languages. I’ve studied Japanese, Italian, German and French (but have lots more work to do).
I love memorizing and reciting poetry. (thanks Dad)
My favorite colors to wear are teal and black (not together).
I have a deathly (and irrational yet justified) fear of crows.
I believe in hugs. Lots of them.
All important decisions are made with God (along with lots of little ones).
I love getting up early, but don’t often have the motivation to do it.
There is something about a beach on a cloudy day or a misty morning.
I believe in dressing up on test days.
I have over 20 journals pre college and over 200 typed journal pages since. Rereading journal entries is a favorite activity of mine.
I love going to the theater almost as much as I love belting out show tunes in the car (Wicked anyone?).
I have a separate stomach for ice cream.
I lived in Tokyo until I was 11.
I love to sleep under a down comforter 12 months of the year.
I didn’t call New England home until I moved to Utah for college and now I miss it on a daily basis.
Ben and I dated one month before we started toying with the idea of marriage.
I believe God is a god of happiness.
I believe in saying “I love you,” often, and to lots of people. I believe you can find something to love in anyone and that everyone needs to be reminded of their worth.
There are select rap songs I can still sing every word to.
Sharing a bathroom with my little sisters is one of my favorite things about going home (if you’ve never shared a bathroom with sisters, you have no idea of the fun you are missing out on).
I’d rather eat my moms food than anything at a restaurant.
I pretend I’m allergic to kiwi.
I have an obsession with thin stemmed glasses.
I hate hand washing cups. I cannot think of anything around the house I despise more.
The most caffeine I’ve ever had is what’s in a bar of chocolate.
I eat cereal willingly for breakfast, lunch, dinner, or late night snacks on a regular basis.
I make the worlds best chocolate chip cookie (and I’ve baked them over 500 times, easy). There was a period in the seventh grade where I made them twice a week, without fail.
I use the term “best friend” too liberally – but how do you pick just one when they’re all so wonderful? (or when they were at one point your “best friend” – you can’t downgrade!)