Rikki Tiki Drunki

If you were me you could say the following about this past weekend:

Friday night while house sitting at a friend's your tipsy (ok drunk) ass walked three doors down to the neighbors because you heard screaming coming from the backyard. You were thinking serial killer which is why you knocked on the front door politely only to be informed it was the homeowner's teenage girl and her friend swimming out back. You could have apologized and walked away acting every bit the idiot you are but instead you notice they are playing Wii and ask for a few tips on how to hit a home run.

On Saturday you would have had a few too many before attending a birthday party. At the party you would have fallen on a tiki torch catching your hair on fire. That's what you get for buying not one but two sizes smaller than you were a month ago while shopping for jeans and celebrating all day long (granted the store they were purchased in clearly has sizing issues but just to looking at the tag makes it worth it).

Sunday you would have spent the majority of the day (six or so hours) watching reruns of America's Next Top Model your new obsession. That is until your friends who clearly weren't at the party and don't know you accosted their neighbor invite you for a margarita which six hours prior would have been out of the question but now.....

Tagged

It's been so long since I signed in. There was a question for a minute whether I would even remember my password. Inspired tagged me and since I clearly can't come up with anything worth writing about on my own decided to play.

Six random things about me:

1. I am a germaphobe. For the past month a co-worker has been walking the halls coughing like a TB patient. I have a really hard time touching anything she comes in contact with and have been working up the nerve to tell our office manager I think she should take a medical leave of absence until that nasty cough goes away.

2. My closet looks like a war zone. When I want to find a pair of shoes I have to dig through piles and piles to find a pair. I try to straighten it every once in awhile but it always goes back to looking like a bomb went off.

3. I also almost never clean my purses out. Essential things like wallet, keys, phone and lipstick are moved from purse to purse that is filled with receipts, business cards of people I can't remember meeting but won't throw away in case I ever need to contact:

The Wine Society of Texas
Embark Landscape Services for a Certified Arborist
Cheryl Polson- Self proclaimed Master of Dreads/Locks
Sales Manager (Oilfield)
Spectra Energy- Team Lead Communications Services
Columbia University- Assistant Professor School of Social Work

There also must be a pound of pennies in each purse.

4. When I was really young I stepped into a huge ant pile and had bites from foot to knee on one leg. My parents wanted to put a baking soda paste on the stings but I wouldn't let them so they renamed it "Surpise" and I did.

5. I have fat feet. Shoes have to be as wide as snow shoes to fit them. My toes are like sausages.

6. I sleep with a stuffed cat named "Cat Man Dude" because I am a very tactile person and he is really soft.

Hmmm. Six random things about me and I really do seem crazy.