Here are some more random things that float to the surface in my mind.
31. I failed my driving test twice. Once because the car I was using had a broken tail light that no one knew about. The second was because a truck with a really long bed pulled out in front of me and the lady who was in the car with me was looking down writing DMVish things and only looked up when I had to slam on my brakes. She thought I was driving reckless.
32. The 3rd time I took my driving test, it was in a blizzard. No lie, ginormous snow flakes covered every surface available, including speed limit signs. I passed with flying colors. The only points that were taken off was when I tried to parallel park and I couldn’t see the buoys because of the snow.
33. I laugh at people who cannot drive in the snow. I am a little mean that way.
34. I sometimes feel lonely in a crowd. I feel very much the proverbial square peg. I had hoped I would grow out of this, but alas, I am 32 and still feel this way.
35. I abhor lying. It is for this reason that I felt really bad last night when Emma, my oldest, cried herself to sleep because the Tooth Fairy took her tooth away and she really wanted to keep it. I had an inner battle over whether or not I should spill the beans and tell her that it was safely tucked away in my jewelry box. Now I’m trying to think of a plan where we find the tooth in a crack by the door or in an envelop left by the Tooth Fairy. Sigh, the things we do for our kids.
36. Despite what Martha Stewart says, I dry my towels with fabric softener. I would rather them be soft and fragrant than crispy and absorbant.
37. I love to try new foods at restaurants, but inevitably I will wish that I had stuck with what I know I like.
38. I have only a few real memories of my father. I can remember making waffles with him, because that was his thing. He took me to see Ghostbusters in the movie theater. I can remember his laugh, a little, but when he called me when I was pregnant with my oldest, I couldn’t place his voice in my head and the conversation was so surreal.
39. I am not a drinker, and never had been because I was always surrounded by alcholism. It is very ugly. I tried a screwdriver at my friend’s house in the 9th grade, I drank a wine cooler in the 10th grade and had tastes of wine when I stayed with my aunt for the summer. But I have had no real desire to drink.
40. I never know how to answer what my favorite foods are. Take ice cream, for example. I would say butter pecan is my favorite, but I rarely get it. I just don’t think I am a “favorite” kind of gal. I am more of a “whatever I’m in the mood for”.