Welcome to My Obsession(s)

There are two things in my world that I am absolutely fastidious about - brushing my teeth and shaving my legs.  My inner circle peeps pretty much think I am crazy because of this.  They actually think I am crazy for a whole bunch of others reasons, so let's just get real and consider these two things on a pretty extensive list.  I'm the kind of person that just when you think you've reached the bottom of my crazy, you realize there is a crazy underground garage.  My ridiculousness has no bounds.

I digress...

So I actually carry a toothbrush and toothpaste in my bag.  Let's face it, I like to eat.  I don't always eat things that are delicate on my palate either.  I like onions, garlic, peppers, Parmesan cheese - you know, all the stinky things.  All the things that make you happy I'm not breathing in your face while being pushed up next to you  in the wave pool at Tokyo Summerland in Japan.  Google that.  It's crazy crowded there.

So I like brushing my teeth after eating.  Sue me.  I'm pretty sure there are worse habits.

The thing I am probably most meticulous about is shaving my legs.  I cannot stand prickly legs.  I am not the girl that is thankful for winter because it means I don't have to shave.  Ewww.  If you are reading this, sorry Megan.

I was out to dinner a couple of weeks ago with my evil twin and I told her about my shaving problem.  I told her I was pretty sure I was going to go home after dinner and shave my legs because I hadn't done it in the morning per usual.  I got the "you're crazy" look.  Good news is that I've grown accustomed to that look.

Let's face it, shaving just isn't that hard.  It seriously takes just a couple of minutes and if you happen to be sleeping with a significant other at night I'm pretty sure that person would consider it a real treat if they didn't have to worry about getting road rash from brushing up against you.

So you might be reading right now and thinking this girl has too much time on her hands or that you have bigger and better things to be thinking about during the day.  That may very well be true, but the real reason I do these things is because I feel like I need to be prepared.  Seriously, ladies.  What if today was the day I ran into Robert Downey Jr. and he decided to profess his undying love for me?  What if????  A girls gotta be prepared for that stuff.

See, I warned you about the crazy underground garage.  Bam.  There it is.