So apparently, there's this fun little game
floating around blogland
which involves two things every blogger loves -
1. Tagging friends and 2. Talking about ourselves.
If only we could figure out a way to throw an OOTD in there.
Oh good. Now that that's taken care of....
My favorite little New Yorker, Erin, tagged me.
Now for five
super duper, sort of kind of, really not at all
important things you need to know about me.
I never fill up my gas tank up completely.
When I do put gas in my car,
it makes me happy to stop at an even number,
but it makes me even happier to stop at a palindrome number
I also never ever wash my car.
I can probably count on one hand the times it's been washed
in the year that I've owned it.
If things are in neat piles, I don't feel like there's a mess.
For example, even though there are 18 different pairs of shoes
by our back door right now,
as long as they are all paired up and in a nice, neat line
The same goes for my desk and neat, little piles of paper.
At school, when I'm working with a small group
I usually wear a pink feather boa
so other students know not to interrupt me.
You fancy, huh?
Today when I was working with a group,
I hadn't put on my boa but instead
had it hanging on the bookcase behind my table.
When low and behold, one of the kids in my group
points out a HUGE spider tucked in one of the feathers still alive.
I most definitely will have nightmares about that tonight.
I am currently obsessed with the DIY Network
and have about 50 million different home improvement ideas
constantly running through my head.
The only problem is, they are all so different
and I can't decide on just one,
so most likely none of them will ever really happen.
Oh and there's that little thing called money too, eh.
I sort of got to go on my honeymoon two summers in a row.
And I'm already going through withdrawals
knowing it won't happen again this summer.
When Robbie and I got married in July 2011
we went to the Hard Rock Resort and Casino in Punta Cana, DR.
It. Was. Amazing.
Last summer in June 2012
after my brother graduated high school,
we took our first "blended-family" vacation to,
you guessed it, the Hard Rock Resort and Casino in Punta Cana, DR.
It. Was. Still. Amazing.
And it didn't take long for Robbie and I to get used to the idea
of traveling somewhere all-inclusive, tropical, and gorgeous
every 11 months.
We'll be due for another paradise vacation around May
and will be taking any and all donations starting now.
Kidding. Kind of.
Two things about traveling.
1. I travel much better to all-inclusive places.
I have a really bad habit of being way too OCD about money
to the point where I'll keep a running record in my mind
of everything we're spending, even on vacation.
Paying a one-time fee, up front and not having to think about money for the rest of the trip
is sooooo nice. Unlimited food, drinks, and massages
without whipping out a credit card = heaven on earth.
2. I'm linking up with Helene for Travel Tuesdays
and counting down the days until Spring time is officially here.