I have sixty-seven pairs of shoes (not including 14 pairs of flip-flops) but wear almost the same two pairs every day. Many of the shoes do not match any clothing I currently own.
I told Gary Coleman I did not want his autograph. Well, he asked, and I was this very bratty teenager who was WAY too cool to say yes to such an arrogant celebrity; even though I was the one who was at the taping of his show.
In high school I smoked and loved it.
I plan to start smoking again at the age of 80. What do I have to lose at that point? If you get an invitation to my 80th birthday party please buy me a carton of Marlboro Lights 100’s.
I’ve been to a Britney Spears concert and liked it. (It was a while ago, okay)
I still have a Kajagoogoo CD. I listen to it sometimes.
I buy clothes to match necklaces that I’ve purchased.
I have way too many necklaces.
I want more children even though that will most likely never, EVER happen.
I love brand name cookware. It makes me feel like I can cook better.
I’ve lied to my children about what time it is in the evening so that they would go to bed. Unfortunately, they have now learned to tell time. It’s so not fair.
When my brother and I would fight as kids he would chase and corner me in the dining room where I would grab a wax, tapered candle that I used to slap his upper thigh and create large welts. He was bigger than me and he was asking for it with those short, corduroy, OP shorts from the 70’s. Don’t judge me.
When I was five or six years old, I took out the family photo album and colored everyone’s face in that album (except my own) red with a marker. It was irreversibly ruined and I was busted.
I often do not purposely wash a pair of shorts the Wild Boar loves and I loathe. I use the excuse that I did not see them at the bottom of the laundry basket, again. Sorry honey, I really, really hate them.
See how useless this information was, but now, don’t you feel like you know me better?
Are there any worthless pieces of information about you I should know?