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Jenna at Jenna's Journey has started a fun little carnival called "I DON'T WEDNESDAY". The object of the game? Tell what you don't do.
Here it goes...
I don't like any type of meat on a bone. I don't eat chicken anymore either. {The chicken thing just started.}
I don't spill salt without throwing a pinch of it over my shoulder.
I don't like to be the last person out of the house. I will make Ryan come back inside if I'm the last one out. It's my OCD. I can't handle it. There is a lot of pressure in being the last one out. Meaning, the one that locks and shuts the door. My OCD will eat at me and worry me sick. I get my panties all in a bunch worried that I didn't lock the door or shut it all the way. To avoid such anxiety, Ryan just shuts the door. (Maybe I should post about my OCD. It might deserve a whole post by itself. Are you interested?)
I don't wear shoes in the summer. If you see me, I am always barefoot.
I love wine but I don't "know" wine. The cheap bottle of Duplin County Black River Red or Schmitt Riesling are my favorites.
I don't wash my car. It probably hasn't been washed since July of last year.
I don't eat onions but I love their flavor. So, I will cook with them and then pick them out of the dish that I cooked. Ha!
I don't eat Chinese food anymore (after Em was born) but I will eat Japanese.
I don't drink Jungle Juice anymore. I put down about a thousands cartons of that stuff when I was pregnant with Caroline. Yuck.
I don't print very many pictures after I take them. Sad, I know.
I don't eat crab meat from a crableg but I love deviled crab.
I don't ever pass up bread. EVER.
What don't you do?
