1) My dad is the only one who liked my name.
My mom wanted to name me "McKenna", but we have a video of our family in the hospital right after I was born. The doctor asks what my name is going to be, and my dad says, "Let's name her Anndee!" My mom, who granted just had a baby and can at least partly blame the hormones, gave him a dirty look and said, "Well, that's a stupid name!" Then she grabbed my little fist and made me shake it at him and said, "Say, I don't like that name!"
I've gotten a lot of flack for my name over the years. People are always confused at the spelling, and countless people have tried to convince me that my name was short for "Andrea." (I promise, I know that it's not.) When I was little, my brothers convinced me that it was short for "Andrew", and they still call me that to this day.
But at least I can rest assured knowing that the first thing my mom said when she first heard the name of her first and only daughter was, "Well, that's a stupid name."
PC: Jacey Jordan Photography
2) Hi, my name is Anndee, and I am a cookie addict.
I don't just like cookies. I love cookies. I used to ask for cookies instead of a birthday cake. I keep chocolate chips on hand at all times. I can taste a definite difference in my favorite chocolate chip cookie recipe if I double the batch vs. when I don't. If I am ever 400 lbs, it will be because no one monitored my cookie intake and I ate to my hearts desire. And it will be glorious.
3) I love writing.
Ever since I was in second grade, I have loved to write. My dad bought me a typewriter at a yard sale and I painstakingly typed (and used white out on every mistake) a story called "Emma and Ann" which, for all intents and purposes, was a total ripoff of "Little House on the Prairie" and was really difficult to read through all the white out.
I published a book when I was 18 (this time, I used a computer and the amazing backspace button) and then immediately hated it. It's my dream in life to publish another book, and maybe not hate it this time around.
4) I hate my toes being touched.
Like, with a passion. It's not even just that I hate it, it literally makes me nauseous whenever someone touches my toes. I also can't stand with my toes underneath a cabinet, because I feel like the cabinet could fall at any minute and it would chop off all my toes. (Shudder.)
My husband is the only person on earth who can touch my toes, and it has taken him years to earn that privilege.
5) Speaking of my Husband...
I try to keep this on the DL so he doesn't ever catch wind of it, but he is definitely the settler in this relationship. He is way more patient, way more cool, and way nicer than I have ever been. But when we first met, I realized he was basically the boy-version of me. We even had the same car when we met!
PC: Ashlee with Two Color Photography
6) I was in a band.
When I was 8, my cousin and I were in a band called "Roses in the Daylight" (we were previously "The Dolphin Girls" until they were like, so last year) and we had a hit song we wrote called "British Heartbreak". We both still have it memorized, which isn't surprising considering the beautiful and creative lyrics like, "Smell a rose for the day of dawn" and "Your big brown eyes, and your strange language." I think we maybe thought Britain was Brazil? We were embarrassingly old before we realized British people speak English. Oops.
PC: My aunt and some really cool 90's camera. I'm the one looking overly-excited to be holding that Barney doll.
I can't remember important things, but there are certain random things that my brain will never, ever forget. One of those things is the first grade lunch line order.
In first grade we had all of our names up on the wall in lunch-line order (you know, the line you get in to go to lunch...in order. Duh!) and I sat right next to that wall and I guess I would read them all day long. Soon I had the order memorized, and I still have it memorized to this day. Which obviously, is super useful.
If I ever have alzheimers, I'll be glad to know that this information will still be kept safe in my head.
Brock, Tess, Steven, Michelle, Anndee, Coulton, Tala, David....
8) I am birth-obsessed.
Ever since I had my cute kid 2 years ago and read everything I could get my hands on about labor and birth, I am a little bit birth obsessed. I love hearing people's birth stories, and shocking them with mine. (You had a 9 lb baby?! Bless your heart!) I feel like I should use my knowledge to become a midwife or something, but I think they have to do math in school and that's just... nope.
PC: My husband, on my iPhone, while my nice DSLR sat in a bag in the corner.
9) I love to teach.
I actually went to school to be an Elementary School teacher, but life keeps getting in the way of me ever finishing that dream.
Have you ever done something and realized it's what you were born to do? I've been lucky to have that happen to me twice in my life. Once was with writing. And the other with teaching. I still hope someday I'll be able to have my own classroom and teach like I've always wanted to.
10) I have a overly-laughing disorder
You know that normal, social interaction thing where when something funny happens, everyone laughs? I do that too. But then you know how eventually, everyone stops? Yeah, I don't do that.
If I find something truly funny, I will find it funny until the end of time. Literally every time I think about it, I laugh like it just happened again. And I am almost always the last one in the room to stop laughing, and even then I have to force myself to stop thinking about it or I will just keep going. It's like my laughter gland is overactive or something.
Basically laughing 24/7 with these two around.
PC: Ashlee with Two Color Photography
11) I want a sister.
I have 3 older brothers, which was pretty much exactly what you're imagining it to be. I got teased a lot, one brother who shall remain nameless ripped out all my dolls hair (ALL. MY. DOLLS. They were all bald.), and they chased me around with dead spiders every chance they got.
Love at home, right?
Ever since I can remember I have begged my mom for a little sister. Now that I am 26 and have a family of my own... I would still really love a little sister. I don't see what's stopping my mom from adopting one at this point. Why wouldn't she want to? I was a joy to raise.
Now you know all my deepest, darkest secrets. It's only fair to tell me yours! Ready, go!
Why don't you like your book that you wrote? I really liked your book, it's a top favorite. I haven't read it in a while though.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tracy that's sweet! There is just so much about it I wish I could change now, I haven't ever been able to read it all the way through since then!
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