1. I love Ramen noodles, but not the way you think. Right now, I'm eating uncooked Ramen noodles right out of the package. I sometimes crunch them up and sprinkle them over salad. I use the flavoring packet in other recipes. My pantry currently contains 2 chicken, 4 beef, and 4 chicken picante flavoring packets. Chicken picante is my new favorite flavor.
2. I have never been stung by a bee, hornet, wasp, etc...so I don't know if I'm allergic to bee stings. I don't want to be stung, because I've heard it hurts like hell. Therefore, I do the "get away from me, damn insect" dance when one gets too close.
3. In November, my cousin told me she thought I was an alcoholic and my husband needed to send me to rehab. What the what? She said every time she went out with me and my group of friends, I always got so drunk I threw up and had to be taken home early. I didn't have the heart to tell her I don't really care for her because she gave custody of her only child to his paternal grandparents, and she's made no attempt to contact the g'parents or the kid in years. Instead, I isolated myself from my friends and didn't drink alcohol for almost 3 months. I didn't even drink at home, which was something I rarely did anyway because my son doesn't like when people drink around him. One day, I said "Screw this. I know I'm not an alcoholic and I miss my friends. Screw what my cuz thinks." Oddly enough, this was also the 15th day in a row my cousin had posted a FB status about being drunk or drinking alcohol.
4. I've been told I'm too nice. I'm not necessarily a doormat, but I tend to go with the flow and don't state my own opinion often enough. My husband and best friend tell me I'm nice to a fault, and another friend told me "That's another reason why we love ya". I've been incredibly snarky for the last week, and my husband asked me to stop being a smart ass and blamed my attitude on an impending visit from "Aunt Flow". I can't win for losing.
5. I was considered a nerd, geek, etc when I was in high school. I was near the top of my class grades wise, I kept the same boyfriend for almost 3 years, I was in the marching band, and I was into anime and role playing. You know, Dungeons and Dragons? Man, I loved it. It required creativity, and I was all about that sort of thing. My boyfriend at the time introduced me to it. He was an abusive prick, but I'm thankful. If he wouldn't have introduced me to anime, I wouldn't have had a reason to type "Robotech" into Google. I wouldn't have found Robotech.com, I wouldn't have met cool people, and I wouldn't have flown to Los Angeles to hang out with them. I saw the ex-boyfriend a couple of years ago and thanked him for all that. I was drunk, and I hadn't seen him since 1995. I still hang out with his sister and his ex wife.
6. I love the Lego video games. Yeah, I'm still a geek. I own every Lego video game except Lego Rock Band, and I'll have it as soon as I buy a guitar controller for my Xbox 360 or Wii. I've had Lego Indiana Jones 2 for over a month and I still haven't beat it yet, even with cheat codes. Dammit.
7. I'm kind of an anti-girl. I don't care for "chick flicks". Pink and purple are my two least favorite colors. I throw a fit when I see a woman wearing a pink football jersey, because I know of no NFL teams who wear pink jerseys on the field all season. I have a perfectly good wedding dress hanging in my closet. It's white with a long train and adorned with pearls, sequins, and beading in a star pattern. I love stars, and I thought this was the wedding dress for me. I planned on wearing sparkly Chuck Taylors with the dress, and I didn't give a damn what anybody thought about it. I had planned 2 weddings with an ex-boyfriend, and it stressed me out so bad I had to go on Zoloft and Ativan. Neither wedding happened, of course. When Ryan and I got married, I wore a black Chinese dress I bought at a Chinese restaurant for $25. We got married at the county courthouse, and all of the ladies there oohed and aahed over my dress. Maybe I can wear the expensive white dress if Ryan and I ever decide to renew our wedding vows.
8. I want to have a baby, but my husband doesn't. This is the cause of many fights at Casa Luzadder. Ryan and I were together for 6 months before we got married, and we talked about many baby-related subjects. What we would name a kid, where the baby's room would be, etc. That being said, I didn't think he was opposed to the idea. My son Trey is 12 years old, almost 13. I know many women who had a child early in adulthood, then had another child later in life. One of my friends has a 17 year old and a 6 year old, for example. My husband is totally anti-baby. Had I known this before we got married, it might have been a deal breaker. I now refuse to go to his family gatherings because there are lots of babies present. My 43 year old sister in law is pregnant, and I'm totally jealous. I hate walking near the baby aisle in a store, and will avoid it whenever possible. I do okay around older kids, like my 6 year old niece, but I get severely depressed when I'm around a baby for more than a few minutes.
9. I'm addicted to Twitter. I post weird and random stuff, and I could care less. I follow many celebrities, but I never reply or otherwise interact with them. I think it's kind of stalkerish to hound a celebrity, and I don't want the rejection if they don't reply to me. I mentioned something about Twitter when I was talking to my mom the other day, and she asked me whose "twats" were the most interesting. After cleaning up the mess I made when Diet Mountain Dew spewed out my nose from laughing so hard, I explained that posts were called "tweets". My mom is allergic to technology, and is almost always good for a laugh. Mom is my best friend, and I love her to pieces. Speaking of Twitter, I have received 38 tweets since I started typing this.
10. I wanted to go to college to be a writer, specifically a sports journalist. I wanted to write for Sports Illustrated, but I would have settled for writing about the local high school basketball team. I was accepted to a few schools, but I didn't go. At all. I went to work instead, and Trey was born a few years later. I'm 34 years old and I didn't go to college. No wonder I can't find a job. I have no idea why a person needs a 4-year degree to work in a call center, but they do around here. My husband keeps telling me "It doesn't matter if you have a degree or not. Apply anyway." Okay, then why does a potential employer put that in a job description or education requirements if it's not needed? If I apply to that job, and it comes down to me or a person with a degree, they're probably going to pick the person with the degree. Bummer.
After reading this, I've decided I have an unhealthy fear of rejection. And I now have 47 unread tweets.
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