1. I eat my food in the same order every time. Fries are first always. When I eat Runts, the fruit candy, I eat them in the same order. When they introduced new flavors, I pretty much stopped eating them, too much to handle. *In case you were wondering, banana is first and strawberry is last, they're my favorite. 
2. I eat my hamburgers in a round. I eat the edges first, then eat the middle. Also, I always take a bite from the top left of my sandwich first.

2. I eat my hamburgers in a round. I eat the edges first, then eat the middle. Also, I always take a bite from the top left of my sandwich first.
3. The shower curtain cannot touch me. That is the grossest feeling ever. I have to scrub clean again, even if I was getting out.
4. I can't use my oven during the week because I can't remember if I turned it off or not when I leave for work. It messes up my routine, so I pretty much just cook on the weekend.
5. My food absolutely, positively cannot touch. This one makes me the craziest. Why do restaurants insist on putting pickles with sandwiches and letting the pickle juice bleed all over the bread? Ew. My dad used to mix his meat, mashed potatoes, and corn together and it really bothered me. The only thing I mix is black-eyed peas and corn. Yeah, I don't know either.
Well, there it is. I got a good laugh out of other people, I hope you get a good laugh, too (even if it's at my expense). We all need it!



And lastly, a funny story about my boy, D. I took him the bathroom at church tonight and we went in the stall that locks and then sticks, trapping you inside. I worked at this place for like 4 years, but tonight that fact slipped my mind. D figured out that we were locked in and scooted his tiny, little body under the door, knowing full well that I was still trapped. He took off down the hall running and laughing at me and by the time I got out he was all the way down and around the corner. He turned and saw me and burst into a fit of giggles. Toddlers. 