Being that yesterday was my birthday, it seems like an appropriate time to share this next fun fact. My mother-in-law, and I have the same birthday. Yes, you read that right—we are exactly thirty years apart to the day. The running joke is Thomas better leave town if he ever forgets August 12th because he’ll be in the doghouse with both his wife and his mother. LOL!
*Sigh* It’s been a while since I’ve made a Fun Fact Friday post. One reason is because there’s a lot going on in my head, and forming a coherent string of thoughts for a blogpost feels exhausting. Another reason is the challenge of coming up with something people might find interesting, lol, but I think today I’ve got one.
This week has been filled with more anxiety than usual. I have something going on this afternoon to which I am terrified of the results (don’t worry, I won’t leave you in suspense too long—I have the okay to blog about it on Monday). My twitter friends are the BEST and sent over some fantastic cute animal GIFs. Sophie Henderson (an awesome person to follow if you’re not) shared one of this adorable sugar glider getting its belly rubbed. It reminded me of an encounter I had with one as a teenager. Afterall, how many people can say they were attacked by a squirrel at the movie theater while Jurassic Park II: The Lost World was playing?
Thomas and I celebrated our anniversary last Saturday. Something you might find interesting is we married eleven months and three days after our first date. No, I wasn’t pregnant, lol—our first born didn’t come until several years later. Actually, I still had two years left of college when we said, “I do”—I was only twenty-one at the time.
I can’t keep my house clean to save my life. I know that sounds funny coming from a perfectionist, but it’s true. I’ve tried to be neat. Believe me, I’ve tried, but every time I clean, it seems like I blink, and the mess returns.
I’m an August baby, so that makes me a Leo, a fire sign. But I get a double-dose here because it’s also my Chinese element. And much like the real thing, I can make your life easier…or cause some serious pain!
I envy the person who can get up at 5AM, stretch, sit down at their computer, and write. That’s not me. Not even close. Anyone who’s seen my Twitter feed knows that. I proudly make known my need for anti-murderer juice (aka, coffee). My brain’s not fully functional until mid-morning at the earliest, which posed a bit of a problem when it came to this blog.
Friendship is about give and take. You give some. You receive some. Pretty cut and dry. I’d like to say I’m pretty good at helping a friend in need. But when it comes to accepting assistance, well, that’s a bit more of a challenge.
Okay, this isn’t technically a “fun” fact, but it’s one that needs to be shared…
I see a therapist. Have for several years. Once upon a time, it was taboo to speak those words. In some ways, I think it still is, which is why I’m telling you. Because it’s nothing to be ashamed of.
One thing I’ve never been able to do is open my eyes underwater. To this day, if my head gets submerged, my eyes shut tight. Someone once tried to get me to open them, but you know…I can be a bit stubborn.