I don’t like the movie You’ve Got Mail. Every single time I watch it I think, “Why didn’t he just buy her shop with his gazillions of dollars??? Her shop was so cute!”
I cannot watch commercial’s. People rue the day they let me near the remote. Commercials are simply the time I catch up with the other show I was watching on a different channel.
I still say rue the day.
I have no aversion to popcorn ceilings. Or ceiling fans. Which basically means every designer on HGTV hates me.
Every time I read a new “ABC” alphabet book to my kids, right around the letter “M” I start to get massive anxiety about what they will do for “X”.
It sorta drives me a little bonkers when people eat string cheese, but not in strings.
I cringe every time I watch someone lick an envelope. I am sure they are seconds away from the excruciating pain of a tongue paper cut and it terrifies me.
Whenever I write out recipes and I abbreviate baking soda I giggle to myself. Why yes, I will have 1 teaspoon of BS thank you very much!
As far as my palette is concerned, Skor bars and Heath bars are basically the same thing.
I feel as if my day is spent hearing random loud thuds followed by a few tense seconds wondering if someone will start crying.
Its pretty much the awesomest day ever if I can answer one question right on Jeopardy.