And I'm it! Thanks Kaydi!

Okay, six little known facts about me...let's see...

1. Most importantly, I HATE odd numbers! Don't know why or when it started. The night Cameron and I decided to get married we got the calendar out to pick a date and he kept pointing out odd number days and I'd shoot him down. He finally caught on that it was only the odd number days I was saying no to and asked why...boy, I bet he regrets that! I have no real reason why I don't like them, I just don't! Needless to say, we were married on July 6th! And my wonderful baby girl played along with my weird issue and was born Sep. 28th at 8:48am! Whew!!

2. When I was a kid, I NEVER smiled in pictures, whether it was a family picture, individual, or candid shot, no smiles! I was a GREAT pouter! I remember my mom would actually dress me all up and lie to me to get me to the portrait studio, where I would sit and pout, if not cry while posed very cute and holding a flower or some other prop! My poor mom!

3. If you really know me, you already know this next one: nailbiting. Yup, I'm a biter! Always have been and most likely always will be. I actually quit for a little bit before our wedding so I could have my own real nails on my wedding day, but I quickly resumed the habit shortly thereafter. I actually do it without thinking now. I've made many attempts to quit, but to no avail. Do they have a Nailbiters Anonymous anywhere?

4. I love to skateboard. We lived in Phoenix when I was in third and fourth grade and all the neighbor kids got my brother and I into skateboarding. We'd jump off ramps and everything. The funniest thing was playing hide and go seek on our boards. After I got married, I talked Cam into letting me buy a skateboard (I secretly think he didn't believe I knew how to skate), and skated to work most days. It has been retired for a while, but hopefully little Haylee will be a skater girl--I'd love that!

5. As a child I could have lived on pickles alone. When we lived in Winslow, my aunt made them. I think that's where the addiction began. Then in Flagstaff, my other aunt would buy them in the huge jars, the little chips you put on hamburgers and I'd get a fork and go to town on that jar! I remember she actually gave me a jar of pickles for my birthday--and I loved it! Ironically, during my pregnancy, I ate very few pickles. and now don't really crave them at all. Weird.

6. Hope this isn't too much info for anyone, but I know most women dread the "woman doctor" appointments. Not me. Don't get me wrong, I don't love them or look forward to them, but they really don't phase me at all. To me, it's just like goin' to the regular doctor. After goin' through all the fertility treatment I have, nothing on me is really private anymore. I have lost all pride!

Hope you have enjoyed this little "Tour O Bethany"! I now tag Becky, Camille, April, and Selia.