I was tagged by my buddy Daniel for the “IT” meme.  Have I introduced you guys to Daniel?  I met him through Betty and he is absolutely fabulous!!!  Go check him out - I swear to god he finds the best websites on the www!  Basically I have to list ten random, yet interesting facts about myself and then I have to tag ten other people to do the same!  I have done one similar to this a while back where I had to list six facts, so I will re-list those six for anyone who missed them and come up with four more, sound good?  Great!  So I will not keep you in suspense any longer:

1. I wear flip flops all year long (black reef flip flops). I wear them at home and at work. I own “flip-flop socks” for the winter time. I keep a pair of socks and boots in my car in case I have to go to a jobsite. I have bartered with my boss so that I can wear them to work. My daughter is starting to act the same damn way!
2. If it did not pose a health risk, I could seriously live off of Skittles and Pepsi. In fact, if someone invented Skittles flavored Pepsi - I would probably combust from my excitement. Combust a sticky rainbow of fruit flavors, that is!
3. If I get poison ivy, I get it so bad that I usually require heavy doses of steroids and hospitalization. Somehow, I usually always end up getting it on my face and looking like Freddy Krueger (which my sister and brother love and my mother will not be seen in public with). I am so sensitive to it, that I can contract it if someone is burning leaves and burn some poison ivy and I happen to walk through the smoke.
4. I think I have said this before, but during meals, I eat only one thing at a time until it is finished. For example, I would eat all my mashed potatoes, then all of my broccoli, then all my meat. I never mix it up. I have always eaten like this.
5. Maybe I’ve told you this one too. I cannot drink out of glasses, only plastic cups. For some reason a glass makes my drink taste funny to me and if there are more than three ice cubes, I need a straw. I cannot stand sipping out of a drink and have to fight with the damn ice to get the drink in my mouth!
6. As loud mouthed and open as I am, I cannot crap while my husband is around (or anyone for that matter). When we were first dating, I would make up excuses to go to the store or home if I had to go. Now, I wait till he leaves the house. If I cannot wait, I definitely sneak upstairs quietly and hope he does not notice. If he does notice, he does not let me live it down. He thinks it is hilarious that I am so embarrassed by it and will stand outside the door the whole time I am in there shouting “What are you doing? Hmmm, what? Are you poopin in there? Are you crappin? Huh, what are you doing?” He will probably do this till the day I die (which will look real cute at the nursing home).
7. When I was in high school, I did not like smoking pot with a group of people, because I HATED the way people’s lips looked while taking bong hits.  I did not mind smoking a joint or a bowl with some friends, but if it was bong hits that everyone was doing, I either declined, or took the bong in the bathroom, so I could do it without anyone watching.  But all in all, pot was not my drug of choice…it made me all paranoid and thinking that everyone was talking about me and calling me fat, then I would go home and eat like a whole cheesecake or pan of rice crispy treats and then I really was fat!!!
8. When I was in Junior High, I dated a guy for like two years, on and off.  I would sneak out of my house at least three nights a week and ride my bike to go meet up with him on the golf course we lived next to.  He and I would spend the entire night hanging out and making out.  I am amazed to this day that I did not get caught doing it, and that I actually functioned in school during the day on as little sleep as I got.
9. When I was fifteen, a bunch of friends threw me a hotel birthday party.  We all stayed the night drinking and doing other stuff…  In the morning, someone called the police on us.  When the police got there, they cuffed me and two others and made us sit in the back of the car until our parents came.  When my mom got there, she told me go sit in the car and wait until she was done talking to the police.  Instead, I sat on the curb and lit up a cigarette.  I figured that I was in about as much trouble as I could possibly be in, so that was as good a time as ever to also let her know I smoked!
10. I once drank so much Tequila during a round of speed quarters, chasing it with Michelob’s, that I had to be taken to a medical facility in Nags Head, NC and put on an IV and oxygen and given all kinds of vitamins and other stuff to help me out.  Tequila oozed from my pores for an entire week.  I will have to post about this night later!

I am tagging all my fellow 365 posting buddies and anyone else that wants to play along!