8 more things you probably don't want to know about me

I'm stealing off of sillyhily because there is just so much shite going on right now I don't even want to think about it. I have done so many of these questions and things about me that there probably isn't much left to say. But I'll give it a shot.

1. I have a wood phobia. Not all sorts of wood, I'm quite fine with coffee tables and whatnot. It's the small little things...popsicle sticks, steak knives, pencils. They freak me out. When I have a popsicle I have to keep the wrapper around the stick and when the popsicle reaches the wood part I make sure my mouth gets no where near that stick. To bug me, my kids suck on the stick. AAACCCCKKKKK!!! It makes me grind my teeth. I'm grinding them right now. Yikes, on to other subjects.

2. I once touched on my love of Little House on the Prairie, both the books and the show. But for awhile, in my early 20s, I experienced a slight obsession. I ordered about $500 worth of books on Laura Ingalls Wilder and planned a trip to De Smet, South Dakota. Because Taylor was young and wouldn't remember it, I decided to wait until she was older and as obsessed as her mother. This never happened and it breaks my heart. However, I have Saoirse and Sophie to work on. Taylor's first Christmas gift...she was still nearly 3 months away from being born...was the Little House series. I was going to give her mine but they have been read so many times they don't look too pretty.

3. My IQ at 12 was 133, 6 points lower than Taylor's. On those online tests (which are probably a bunch of crap) it is now 121. I am apparently getting stupider as I age.

4. I love Christmas. Love, love, love it. I have Christmas shows taped from 1986 that I still watch. My brother once went to tape over an episode of Facts of Life and got punched in the stomach for it. (I in no way advocate sibling violence, but this was a serious matter.) There is a brief moment during Blair singing "I'll Be Home for Christmas" that is interrupted by the roadrunner and that coyote. I generally start watching Christmas movies in the summer. Usually by the time I start complaining about the heat.

Hmmmmm...that appears to be it for now. Thinking of 4 more things requires more brain power than I have at the moment, plus I need to shower and get the babies bathed as Saoirse has a doctor's appointment in regatrds to her newly diagnosed asthma.