Got Tagged

Emily tagged me, so here goes . . .
1. Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People that are tagged write a blog post about their own 8 random things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your post tag 8 people and include their names. Don't forget to leave them a comment on their blog to tell them they've been tagged, and to comment back and read your blog for the whole story.
1. I'm a stair counter. I can't walk up or down a set of stairs without counting them. It's something I've done since I was little. You'll probably rarely see me taking stairs two at a time...it throws off my count.
2. The sound that drives me nuts almost more than anything in the world is the sound of metal hitting teeth. When I'm eating with people and they bite down on the silver ware I feel like I'm crawling out of my skin. So if I have the option I'll pick plastic over metal. A few weeks ago we were at Chris's family's house for dinner, and afterwards we were all just sitting around the table talking and laughing. His dad picked up his fork and used it to pick something out of the back of his teeth. I couldn't handle it. I had to turn my head away and just try to handle it. Chris knew why I was cringing so he started laughing. He told his dad how much it bothered me and thankfully his dad stopped but everybody thought it was hilarious. If you want to get under my skin, bite down on your fork at dinner.
3. You know when you call somewhere and you have to press one for english, two for spanish? It's a pet peeve when people complain about having to press one for english. Are you really that lazy? Like it's takes a lot of effort to press one for english. English is not even the official language of the U.S. infact there is no official language. I hope that it become spanish, then let's here them complain about it.
4. So I have only discovered this since I've been Married. If I don't get enough time with my husband I get really grouchy. I mean really grouchy. And the funny thing is I usually end up taking it out on him. Luckily since he is so sweet and wonderful, he'll grab my hand and say "let's go for a walk" or he'll suggest something else where we can just spend some time together. Then once we have been able to escape the distractions and chores of the world for even 30 minutes and just get to enjoy each other's company I'm happy again.
5. I get really mean when I'm working on math, and I don't get it. In fact Chris refuses to help me with it anymore because I become so mean. I guess I yelled at him the first couple times so he learned his lesson. Nobody believed him until one night some friends were over here doing homework and I had Chris helped me and with in the first 5 minutes I snapped at him. His friends just looked at each other and said "whoa, he was right."
6. If I could do anything in the world, I would be a photographer. It's been a dream of mine for years, but I've never really had the opportunity to start. My goal is to get all the equipment and take a few classes in the next two years, and just start it as a hobby. Who knows what will happen.
7. At night I have to sleep with one leg outside of the covers. To regulate body temperature.
8. I can't say no to people. I always feel so guilty. Like for example when I go to the store and they ask me if I want to donate to...whatever...I can't say no. I will almost always give at least a dollar. If I say no, I feel like I'm a terrible person.
One more random fact. I love power. I love to be in charge in some situations, and in others I hate it. Most of the time, I just like to have all the power! lol.

So there are 8 random facts about me. I did this instead of studying for my math test. But I needed a little break. I've been studying for it for two days now...and still it's not clicking. Oh well. It will probably be the one test that it dropped. lol.

I tag Amber, Melissa, Laura, Sharly, Tiffany, Natalie, Natalie, Nicole, and Cory.

Who's going to win...

Chris and I made a bet to see who's going to lose the most weight by September 1st. If he wins he gets to buy a new cologne that he wants. If I win he does laundry, housework and dinner for two weeks. Needless to say we're both pretty determined to win. I'm definitely looking forward to kicking back for two weeks and doing absolutely nothing.

A Ditzy Moment...

Due to a Ditzy moment I had on Saturday I now have a new embarressing moment. Now I'm sure you are all gasping and thinking to yourself "Rachel have a distzy moment? Impossible!!!" But I assuring you, my friends, that although I may seem verly nearly perfect, I do have some flaws.

So on Saturday I decided to go running at the gym. So I grabbed my ipod and a magazine. I use the magazine to cover the amount of time I've been running (it always messes with my head). Miraculously, it wasn't very busy that day so I have my pick of just about any machine. I think divine inspiration led me to the last row of treadmills. Behind me are only 5 or 6 people on other machines. So I start my run. I'm trottin' along listening to Wicked. (I always get so into wicked. I love that music.) Well apparently I got a little too into it. I guess I was moving my hands to much, and my left arm caught the wire to my head phones. My ipod went crashing to the floor of the treadmill, and my automatic response? If you didn't guess, I'll enlighten you. I STOPPED RUNNING and BENT OVER to catch it before I stepped on it. Somehow, it never crossed my mind that I'm on a treadmill, and even if you stop...the treadmill doesn't. With in a fraction of a second I realized that it was either me or the ipod, so I let the ipod fly off the back of the treadmill. I tried to save my dignity, and stand up...but the problem is it's really hard to just begin running again once you're down...So there I am at the gym, holding on for dear life, both hands on the bars attempting to regain my footing and failing miserably. My arms aren't even close to clong enough to reaching the speed control (darn my genetics). (And it wasn't until today that I found out that there is an emergency stop button for such an occasion). So it was inevitable. I knew there was absolutely no way around it. I was going to be shot of the treadmill. I figured I may as well try to save some face so I dropped to my knees and let it throw me off. Luckily, my ipod wasn't hurt...and other than a severe blow to my pride...I wasn't either.

I didn't bother looking around to see if anybody had noticed. I knew they were laughing probably just as hard as I was, if not harder. I'm sure it was a sight to see. After sitting there laughing at myself for a moment, I jumped up, grabbed my ipod, pressed pause on my machine, got back on and commenced my run.

It's interesting that just a week earlier I saw a commercial on tv where a guy gets thrown off a treadmill and I thought to myself "You must be a pretty big idiot to get thrown off a treadmill." So I guess it's karma. What goes around comes around. Now I know it's really not that difficult to get thrown off a treadmill, especially if you stop running without stopping the treadmill. Can you believe I got an A in physics? I think the most important lesson I learned is to not use my ipod to hold my magazine down. It's too dangerous.