My bloggy friend Christina over at MamaNeena tagged me to name my top 7 secrets or oddities, that no one really knows. It took me awhile to narrow the list, but here are the ones I settled on:
1. If I eat fast food, I have to fold my food wrappers into a small square before throwing them away. I don’t care if other people crumple their own, but leave me to my damn folding, OK?
2. I love beans. All kinds of beans. If I could get away with eating rice and beans every day, I probably would. My pantry is a testament to my devotion:
3. For the first 20 years of my life, I was an extremely picky eater. No kidding, even as an infant I refused breast milk, formula, and regular milk. I had never even eat a bean (ever) until just a few years ago, because they looked like they’d have a funny texture. See what I was missing out on?
4. Now that we’ve covered some of my food oddities, I’ll confess that I foolishly got married two weeks after my 18th birthday, to a guy I had only known for a year and who I felt was “safe”. Let’s just say, not all marriages are meant to last.
5. I am a firm believer in hypnotherapy. It’s gotten me through migraines, insomnia, restless leg syndrome, memory loss and two natural childbirths without even a whimper (and I have the video to prove it). It’s the freaking bomb.
6. My parents named me Andrea, pronounced On-dree-uh, but I go by On-dray-uh. I changed it in junior high to stop people from calling me AAAND-ree-uh. If your name IS AAAND-ree-uh, no offense, but it’s like nails on the chalkboard to me. Because of my name change, 90% of the people in my life call me “Dre”. Some of them think it’s actually my whole name.
7. I should make #7 a doozy, a big finale, right? OK. I actually thought about committing suicide once. It was during my short-lived marriage, and I was in a bad place, literally and figuratively. At that very moment in time (oh my goodness, I just realized it was Halloween night, 11 years ago), I decided I couldn’t do it because I couldn’t leave my cats. I know, pathetic – but I got through it, alright? And my cats are still here with me, drooling on me and holding me up.
Now that I’ve confessed 7 things, I have to tag someone else. I can’t tag Kia, because she just answered something like 150 questions about herself, and she’s bound to be tapped out.
Oh! I know! I’ll tag Sophie, at Inzaburbs. Come on, Sophie! Blow off home schooling for a few minutes and tell us a few of your deepest, darkest secrets!
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