1. I prefer STALE Cheetos Puffs.
Wow, did I say that out loud?? I love the texture of Cheetos Puffs once they have been open for a day or so, and they have a more spongy stale texture.
Funny story, actually. I lived on a small farm as a pre-teen. We had chickens, turkeys, even peacocks, but no ducks. Then one day my precious 80 year-old neighbor brings me a teeny fuzzy bundle and tells me to put it against my neck, under my hair. It turns out that he had purchased several turkey eggs, and when this one hatched, the turkey mom wigged out and pushed him out of the nest- because he was a duck. Anywho, because I was the first true comfort the little squirt had, he thought I was mom. I named him Casey because it was a generic name, and as a ducking we could not tell what gender he was yet. We lived in a trailer, and he would follow me from one end to the other. It was so sweet because if I walked away, he would run like mad, his little feet flapping against the linoleum, and he would peep, peep, peep in distress. He slept snuggled against me at night, swam in the bathtub with me, and when he was tired, would snuggle up on my chest for a rest from swimming :) He was precious, and to this day I still have very fond memories of him.
3. I auditioned for this movie.
When I was like, four? But I remember the audition... there were a couple women asking a bunch of questions, and I didn't really know how to answer them, like "What is your favorite movie", and I said "Oliver and Company", because it had just come out. I could have been a star, but apparently I didn't have quite the charisma I do now. Obviously that was the case......
My best friend Tiffany and I met in fifth grade. I was new to school, and I asked her about a pencil, and then we became friends; it was as easy as that. Since then we have gone through marriages, divorces, children, loss, life, good spells, bad spells, and all sorts of shenanigans. What I love most about her is that no matter what stupid things I've said or done, she is still there. How many people can say that about a 17 year relationship with ANYONE? She is a blessing, and a joy in my life.
Ok, how obsessed, you ask? I have three pairs of tweezers in my bathroom..... and two pairs of tweezers in my car that I use at red lights, stop signs, parked in a parking lot... and even (hanging my head low) while driving. Yipe! Yes, if I see a stray hair, I cannot control myself, I HAVE to pluck it. I went on vacation once, and I didn't bring my tweezers, and I flipped out so much that I asked to borrow our host's tweezers (apologetically, of course). It really is pitiful. There are weeks that go by with unshaven legs, but nary a hair on my brow. Go figure.