1. 99.9% of the gum I chew, I swallow.
2. I feel compelled to put equal amounts of deodorant under each arm. I count the swipes to make sure.
3. I have pretty much quit all competitive activities in my life because I am way too competitive and it takes all the fun out of playing.
4. I am a horible speler.
5. I hate the feeling of bare feet on grass. I even hate just sitting in the grass.
On another note, the following story will probably only be funny to our friends in Cincinnati, but I feel compelled to share anyways. Rob and I went out to dinner on Friday night at O'Charley's (near our house in Nashville). We were enjoying the rolls when all of a sudden Rob says, "These rolls are really good. They remind me of the rolls from that restaurant in Cincinnati. You know, the one on Crookshank." I say, "You mean the O'Charley's on Crookshank?" Rob says, "Yeah, that's the one." I laughed. Really hard. Like I haven't laughed in a while. I love him.
