01. When people ask how tall I am, I like to round up as high as I can go without it seeming utterly ridiculous. For example, I’m five two and a half (yes, I HAVE to throw that half inch in there!). So if someone were to ask me how tall I am, I would do some math. Five two (point five) is practically 5′ 3″, which is pretty much the same as being 5′ 5″. So I’ll tell them that I’m 5′ 5″. Don’t judge my mad math skills, that’s how I roll.
02. For some strange reason, I always feel better after I wash my hands.
03. I’m the worst restaurant-menu-orderer. I like to peruse the menu for things that sound “on edge” and “exciting” – it makes me feel like one of impressive like one of those cool *”foodie” people. {*definition: “A person who has an ardent or refined interest in food; a gourmet” - freedictionary.com}. So I’ll order excitement, take a bite, and end up (most of the time) staring at my plate in disgust. Then I’ll look at your plate, get jealous, and probably eat off of your plate (depending on who I’m eating with) or give you my best puppy dog eyes and ask if you want to share/trade.
04. I think that the best way to get out of something is to say that you’re allergic. “Would you like olives on your pizza?” – No thank you, I’m allergic. “Can you help me mow the lawn?” – “Aww shucks, I really wish I could help, but I’m allergic.” 
05. I never carry less than three kinds of lip product in my purse at all times. Lipgloss, lip venom (plumper), lipstick, lipstain, lip balm, etc.
And now you know a little more about me. And knowing is half the battle.
