Thanks to Danielle over at Delightfully Sweet, I have received an Awesome Girl award! With that I need to share 10 things about myself. Danielle used the list from the person before her but I think I will just list some random things about me!
- I love marshmallow Peeps. Especially at Easter. I have been known to make special Peeps creations such as these from this past Easter. I also like to eat them stale. My mom and friends who buy me Peeps, always open the package in advance so they can crisp up a bit for me.
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- I like to play with my hair and do what my mom likes to call, fluffing my face with it. Some say it's a nervous habit which at times it is, but I also do it when I am bored, sitting in traffic, reading a book, etc.... It's soft. I like it.
- People who whistle in my office drive me nuts. If you have a song stuck in your head fine, but I don't want to hear it. Seriously, this is one of the things I find most annoying ever.
- My favorite food is artichokes. They are yummy. Steamed and dipped in clarified butter... mmmmm....
- Back to Peeps. I sleep with a purple plush one. Although my dog loves plush toys and likes to chew them up, she doesn't dare go near my Peep!
- I think LOST is the best show ever.
- I am not a morning person. My old roommate and I used to co-exist in the kitchen each morning, getting breakfast or whatever, and wouldn't speak the entire time.
- I am horribly afraid of snakes. Even a small garden snake will make me scream.
- I have a little dog named Mollie and I like to think that she enjoys when I carry her around like a baby.
- I love Costco.
- Debbie @ On the Refrigerator Door
- Megan @ Newly Wed, Newly Bred
- Mandy @ Mandy's Life After 30
- Suzy @ 30 Before 30 List
- Amber @ A Little Pink in the Cornfields
Mollie wanted a toy out of the toy bin but wouldn't just stick her head in and get it. Instead, she sat by it and cried.
As you can see, the bin is not very tall and Mollie could easily reach in and get something.
Even if the toy was at the bottom and she couldn't reach it, she could knock the bin over. Instead she decided to lay down and cry some more.
Finally, I got sick of listening to her cry (it got louder if I went in the other room) and knocked the bin over for her. Such a spoiled dog...