I have a few Friday facts to share on this lovely scorcher of a day.
When I see that scary hairyness growing from a potato, I get chills for days. Have them right now just thinking about it. It's like eyes with long stringy hair coming out of them. How could you eat that?
When I use a public restroom, I always...ALWAYS... tear off the last sheet of toilet paper and throw it away so that I don't have to use what the last person touched. One time Kristen and I were in a public restroom together (okay... you know girls go to the restroom together) and I noticed she did the same thing. Funny.
Speaking of public restrooms, if I have to use one, I 100% prefer using a fast food joint over a gas station. I always make JM pull over to the local Wendy's before the Exxon. I don't see how it could be much cleaner, but I just think it is.
I have the same routine when it comes to getting ready. But I have noticed over the years when getting ready with friends, that I do something backwards from all the rest. I put on my mascara, then I dry my hair, then I put on my powder and the rest of my makeup at the very end right before I walk out the door.
I am giddy over buying (and using) new cleaning supplies. Bought a whole new stash at Walmart yesterday. Cleaned like a woman 8 1/2 months pregnant, in full nesting mode.
Ahhhh, I can smell the clean now.
This is off the wall, but after watching the bachelorette Monday night and seeing the mom with braces, JM and I got into a conversation about the things. He asked if I ever had to wear the rubberbands. I can't help but chuckle at the thought of junior high when people had to wear rubberbands in every which-a-way. Diagonal, criss cross, side to side, up and down, and probably round and round. What horrifying times. But those rubberbands sure were a way to show your school spirit! I wish I had pictures of my red, black and white rubberbands. Go Arrows!