1) I love picking scabs. The problem is that I don't stop with my own scabs. I will catch myself picking my children's scabs when I happen upon them. Worst part is that Livvey has inherited this from me and she is obsessive about it. I feel like a hypocrite when I get after her for picking at herself.
2) I like the taste of dog food. I used to get on my hands and knees when I was little and eat our dog's food. I ate a dog biscuit at Lesley's house on my high school graduation night(she didn't even know I existed then). I had some of Lacey's food last week. It smelled so good I just had to have some. It looks like Parkin has inherited this one. We catch him eating Lacey's food all the time.
3) I hate being wrong(looking stupid). I will do anything to avoid that. Not proud of it but it's true. Bella's got this one.
4) I love to kiss. I love kissing Lesley and I love kissing my kids. I passed this one on to Holman. He loves to grab hold of your head and hang on to your lips to he almost passes out. He especially loves it when I say "wow wow wow" after a good long one.
5) I have a third nipple. Actually, I don't. My torso is too short to fit a third nipple. My legs are the exact same length as Scott's legs. He is my brother who is three inches taller than I am. Lousy short torso.
6) Most of the time I do not realize that I am almost a foot taller than Lesley. Every once in a while I will see our reflection in a window or mirror and it blows me away. I outsize her physically but I stand in her shadow in every other way.
7) I am addicted to craigslist. First I check the Free section, then the Farm & Garden section, then finally the materials section. I used to hit the RV section but that one has fallen out of the process. Right now I am watching for a used electric water heater(especially in the Free section). I want a 40 to 50 gallon one. I want to make a solar water heater out of it. I got the idea from by example.
8) I don't hate ranch dressing. That might come as a shock to some of you, especially after years of professing my disgust for it. A salad that I had on our eighth anniversary was "spiked" with ranch and, since I devoured it, I realized I didn't really hate it. I still sometimes express a disgust with it but that is just because old habits die hard.
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Ben, Ranch Dressing is still disgusting; you've just become that frog in the pot on the stove and they just moved the dial from 3 to 4. You better jump out or soon you will be boiling/ eat anything!! Have some standards short torso man!!!! That sounds like a good super hero name for you. Never Fear Short Torso Man is Here!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Jer, I wet myself when I read your comment. I am humbled by the absolute goodness of my children. I blame it all on your Mom. You couldn't have gotten it from me (especially the short torso.
Ben, I was hoping to read something about liking to run naked in public places, especially because things like that will definitely keep you out of the bishopric. Well, maybe they won't. Maybe it's just public knowledge of such charades that will. Just kidding...
You are a hoot Ben. If anyone every wonders where Olivia gets her craziness (remember Amalikiah and how she was determined to kill him even after he was already dead?), it's from you man. Well, maybe.
I thought the third nipple thing was hush hush, ever since we were married its "don't ever talk about my thid nipple" Now everyone knows, but i bet its a relief and maybe now you will take your shirt off when you swim!
I am so flippin lucky that such a rad guy married my twin sister. You rock.
Hey Ben How are you doing? Aaron gave me the web address for your blog. It looks like things are going good for you! I wanted to make sure you got our wedding invite?
Take care!
-Jonathan
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