I desperately wanted curly hair when I was a child. My mostly-straight tresses were not doing it for me so I convinced my mom to let me get a perm in the 3rd grade. But rather than do the right thing and take my underaged bootie to a salon, she let my aunt do it. At home. The results were just as awesome as you'd imagine - if I were a poodle/Dolly Parton hybrid creature. So then, naturally, I convinced her to let me cut it all off. The result was a cross between a 12-year old boy circa 1992, a 40 year old soccer mom, and a mushroom. (Side note: Mom, why were you letting an 8-year old make these decisions???)
I've only traveled to three countries outside of the US - Mexico, Italy, and Spain. But we were only in Spain for 48 hours so that one just barely counts.
When I add any type of spreadable substance to a slice of bread, it has to reach from end to end. No blank spots. Doesn't matter what it is - peanut butter, jelly, Nutella, mayo, mustard - it has to be spread from end to end. The Fancy Fiance always remembers that quirky little fact when he makes me toast or a sandwich. I'm a lucky gal. :)
When I was in 5th grade, I got a 91 in my science class. Getting a 91 in science in 5th grade would make most kids feel pretty stoked. Not this nerd. I
When I was in high school, I did commercials for our local WB network, along with some of my fellow theater
PS - We're going back to Texas next month for Fiesta. It'll be my first time back as an over-21-year-old and The Fancy Fiance's first time ever. I'm so super pumped and I have all things Tex-Mex on the brain these days, including Spanish and mustaches.