A few years ago, waaaaay back in the ancient times of Myspace, Xanga and Live Journal, it was the hot thing to fill out surveys about yourself. The surveys asked random personal questions that you answered so that your friends and family could get to perhaps know you better?
It's beyond me how people kept up with each other's interests and beliefs before the internet.
I've heard tale that people used to actually talk to each other. You know, like... with their mouths. And listened to the words being spoken - with their ears. Weird, no?
I'm not trying to make any kind of point with my opening paragraph. I'm really just trying to find a creative way to embark on rather lazy blogging journey.
With that being said, how 'bout I tell you a bit about myself with some quick random facts.
I have three phobias: snakes, heights and mild agoraphobia that I've learned to deal with fairly well over the years.
I hate cheesecake.
My middle name is Danielle.
I spent half my childhood in the suburbs of Marshall., TX and the other half on a farm in Kildare, TX (a tiny, tiny town with a population of about 40).
If I ever hit the lottery, I wouldn't tell a soul.
My favorite food is toaster waffles.
I only finished one year of college and I don't plan to go back.
I was a virgin when I got married.
My son River was not named after River Phoenix (yes I have been asked)
I love to read but I only read books in the tub, in bed before I go to sleep and... on the um... water closet...
Here's what I'm reading now by the way:
I really like McDonald's food. I think it's magical. No worries, I only eat it like once a month.
I play the bass guitar and the djembe .
My favorite color is black.
I wanted to be a professional belly dancer but I lost sight of all that when I got married. Lately, I've been brushing up on my skills and trying to lose a bit of the happy marriage weight so I can teach lessons for a little bit extra spending money.
I'm allergic to cats.
I dye my hair black to make it...well, you know blacker.
I don't watch TV or listen to the radio.
My poison of choice is gin.
So do you feel like you know me better now?
How much do we have in common?
Are you wearing any pants right now?
I would love a bite of your sandwich.