because I know you are all interested...

six random things about me. Afton tagged me again and since I already answered the other part, I thought I would just take a stab at the "six random things" part. one: I have never... broken a bone, gotten stung by a wasp, bee, or scorpion, or seen the movie Titanic. I probably have never broken a bone because I am a scaredy-cat and never tried crazy things growing up. Never been stung because ... I dunno, luck? (although, discalimer, I got stung by an unknown creature while camping once. but it was little.) and never saw Titanic because I got stubborn and got totally bugged at the "I've seen Titanic 15 times in the theater!" trend. besides. we all know how it ends. come on. two: I get nervous over almost everything involving other people, especially things I have never done before. Going visiting teaching to a new sister, calling the pizza guy, going to talk to an ASU counselor, pretty much anything really silly. And I don't just get butterflies, I get clammy or really cold hands (it varies) and shaky all over. Also, when talking to people I am not totally comfortable with, I tend to talk to Jeff or the baby. I'll be adressing the other person, but looking straight at Jeff. Or worse, I will answer talking to Petra, in baby talk. ie "Yes, it is hot today, huh baby? huh? yeah you think its hot dontcha? dontcha?" Yeah, its bad. It's actually physically difficult for me to look at the actual person when I am nervous. I'm working on it. three: My hair started growing an entirely different color after I got pregnant. My hair was always blonde, and yeah it turned a darker blonde when I got older, but after I got pregnant it started growing a dark brown. You could actually see the line where it started changing. Then another lighter brown color after she was born. My hair dresser thought I had dyed it, but no. Just another crazy side effect of being prego. As if having a baby shoot outa you isn't enough... four: I have absolutely no sense of direction. I mean none. I have lived in Mesa, Arizona my whole life, and I still get lost very easily. I have to know exactly where I am going before I start to not get lost. I can't easily tell you which corner stuff is on... NE, SW... no idea. I actually really hate this because it makes me feel like people are going to think I am unintelligent. Not too mention I feel really vulnerable. I hate getting lost. five: When I am writing a paper for school, I can see it in parts in my head. Like a puzzle or something. When I read a sentence or a paragraph, and its not right, there is a hole there. When its right, the hole will be gone. It's like I can actually see the whole thing, start to finish, at any point in the essay. Its like a picture rather than words. Its a weird thing to be good at, I mean, what kind of instinct is that? But hey, I'll take it. six: I am deathly afraid of skin cancer. For some reason thats the thing that can get me. Maybe I focus on this because I feel like I can prevent it. I am totally against tanning, fake 'n bake-ing, laying out for hours at a time... If you want to be tan, use a nice lotion or spray on tan. Don't burn yourself on purpose. yuck. It makes me all anxious thinking that someday sun and skin could turn on me and I'll get skin cancer. and/or wrinkles and/or leather skin. I am a huge advocate of sunscreen AND ivory skin. come on. Who looks good orange anyway, am I right? So tell me. How nuts am I?