I’ve been tagged. (This is for you, mommy@home and Jenn of Maniacal Days.) If you didn’t realize how big of a dork I am, you will in a few minutes. Also if you want to play along, please do and let me know!

6 Wierd/interesting things about me:

1.) My arms are double-jointed. This does not make sex kinkier but it does help me scratch the hard-to-reach places on my back.

2.) I have always had a thing for really, really smart guys. Even in grade school. But unfortunately, the really, really smart guys? Were too smart to want anything to do with me — until Marc came along. He’s extremely smart. I spent most of our courtship convinced that at any moment, he’d realize what a moron I truly was and dump me.

3.) I sleep in long-sleeved shirts, long pants and socks every night. I also use a comforter and a very thick, heavy blanket — even in the summer. Now that its getting warmer, I wake up each morning in wet clothes because I’ve sweated through everything.

4.) I used to be a fanatic about working out. I LOVED to sweat and push my body to see how fast/far I could run or how strong I could get. (I’m not the type that gets all muscle-y so I never looked that way or anything.) I was running 6.5 miles 4-5 days a week. But I had to stop because I was getting migraines. Now the “fun” and challenge is out of the mix, I have a hard time making workouts a priority.

5.) Every few years, I’ll get nine to twelve months of chronic migraines — as in 20-25 A MONTH. To say that this sucks is a gross understatement. And then I am put on heavy migraine meds, anti-anxiety drugs (to help me sleep because bouts of insomnia are one of my triggers) and I feel like a zombie. Over time, I figure out my “triggers” and then come off the meds. Right now I have about 9 triggers. And I only get about 4-5 migraines a month now — even trying to avoid all of my triggers. The migraines are inherited and have been traced back four generations. And I can’t wait until I turn 40 because my dad said that’s when his started decreasing in duration, frequency and intensity. Only 6 1/2 more years!

6.) I have a few scars on my chin and two near my nose. When I was 14, while at Carlyle Lake, I dove off of a buoy. I dove too deep and my face hit a big rock. I remember hitting it — felt like someone took a rake and clawed at my face. And when I emerged from the water, my first thought was, “Oh good. I can see.” I seriously thought I lost my left eye. I didn’t want to go to the hospital. So my parents didn’t take me. I still have bits of dirt and sand trapped in the scars by my nose. My face was bruised and swollen. I had scabs all over the bridge of my nose and the left side of my face. It happened two weeks before I was to start my freshman year of high school.

Ok. Not all that interesting. But then again, I’m not all that interesting either. :-)