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Randomness

I thought it would be fun to start the week off with randomness. Since most of my Mondays start off randomly and set the mode for the rest of my crazy week, here are some random facts about me:

I am addicted to Diet Coke and will probably die at an early age from drinking it excessively since I was in junior high.
Listening to lack of good grammar while in professional/serious settings makes me cringe.
I do not and never have appreciated my naturally curly hair.
I am addicted to food. I am a foody. I live to eat and wish I ate to live.
I do not have a favorite color. It used to be magenta, but I grew out of that.
My husband was my first serious relationship and I love that God saved my heart just for him.
I hate laundry with a passion. I hate washing it, drying it, folding it and putting it away. When my ship comes in, I will have a full-time laundry lady who lives in my laundry room and never comes out except to put the clothes away.
Blake Shelton once told me I should marry him because we had the same hair and would have pretty kids. I am so glad I declined the offer.
I never win anything and have made winning something in 2009 a personal goal of mine.
My favorite song to belt out/ sing with my sister is “Brandy”. When I hear it I always call her.
We (Rand & me) are obsessed with Dallas (the show) and are now working our way through the 9th and 10th season.
I am selective about many things in life. Some call it snotty, I call it selective because I am nice about.
After 6 bridal showers, 6 years ago, I still remember who gave me what. It is amazing, really.
People often mistake my last name for a middle name and then stare at me waiting for me to give them a Jones or a Smith. It is quite annoying.
I was saved when I was 9 years old. I thank God for giving me parents who raised me in a Godly home and taught me about Jesus, without reservation.

Abby

Comments

Sisters said…
Ok! I'll give it to you early!
You win the Best Sister of the Universe award! (means something more now doesn't it?!!)
Now you've won something this year, and it is only January!
Love ya girl!
Jules
Anonymous said…
My randomness for today:
My new grandson is ROTTEN!!!
I love Abby like a dsughter,niece, friend and all around fantastic person.
I would really like to get to know Julie better. I think we might have alot in common.
Have I said this before, My new grandson is ROTTEN!
I love reading this blog, I get lonely when it's been a few days.
Diana Rives
Anonymous said…
Don't we all "eat to live"? I'm just sayin'....
Sisters said…
Licca, only you would really "get" all of those and laugh about them .I love that about you!
AJL
Anonymous said…
Right on, Ab ! There are no reservations about Jesus. Your Mom and I tried our best to make sure you and Julie Bell knew all about him and his majesty. Your Mom deserves much of the credit for that but I did haved something to do with it. Charles and Wilma and Joe and Betty made sure Kathy and I were gounded in the faith so we could pass it on to our offspring. I know the two of you will do the same.
Y.D.

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