I'm "lion," hear me roar!

It's finally time for the Two Truths & A Lie link-up, hosted by Jena, Sarah, Lauren and me!
So, let's skip the nonsense and get right to it, shall we? Get your guessin' caps on, people.

1. As mentioned here, I'm naturally a super skeeeny minnie. Thanks, parentals, for the genes! But what I didn't mention was that that means sometimes I still buy clothes from Limited, Too. {It'll always be Ltd., Too. What is this Justice biz?} 

2. I've stood {and danced} on the Chippendales' stage in Las Vegas. Not sorry for partying!

3. I went rebel for a while in college {who doesn't?!} and got my eyebrow pierced, kinda on a whim. I kinda loved it a lot; my parents kinda did not.

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So, whadoya think? Am I actually a pre-teen clothes-wearin', stage-dancin', pierced-up crazy and I'm not lying about any of it?  You betcha!






I kid, I kid.  Did y'all seriously think I'm still a LTD2 customer? For real, you believed me? This is why y'all rock  :) So, #1 is my big ol' lie!   But, funny story: I have always been super peanut-ish, and when I was about 14, and had far outgrown Limited, Too, my family and I went to the mall. I needed a very specific dress for some occasion and we'd shopped in every store to no avail. My dad absolutely insisted we check in Limited, Too before we left the mall, but Mom and I both rolled our eyes, saying that I was way too old for that. Well, frankly, Dad just wasn't havin' it and thought I was being picky and spoiled. So he MADE us go in the store, and MADE me pick something out, and MADE me try it on, just to prove it wouldn't fit. Let's just say there was a lot of stomping and screaming after that little incident, and Mom and I still bring it up to this day.

Peace, Love, and Flower Power.

So, that also means #2 and #3 are the truth. Yes ma'ams, this lucky lady has danced on the Chippendales stage with those beautiful mansickles.  More specifically, I was called up on the stage thanks to the cheering of my wonderful mom and best friend. Due to a few circumstances, I didn't have a "normal" bachelorette party, wherein a group of us girls went on a trip and we just got wasted. Instead, I went to Las Vegas and my mom, my best friend and I had a night out to rival The Hangover. {Oddly enough, that was our next day, too...} We sat in the third row of the Chippendales show and at one point they held their version of "The Dating Game," with a host, bachelor, and three eligible bachelorettes. Perfect, right?
Mom and Erin screamed wildly enough for the "host" to notice us, and I marched up to that stage like I was getting called to Heaven. Let's just say the next ten minutes involved sexy man abs, sexier dancing, and an even sexier show of a 60-year-old lady putting a condom on a banana. With her mouth. She won, obviously. 

Poorest quality pictures in existence. I blame Vay-gess. Can't wait to see you again this Fall, baby!

And as proof that #3 is also true, I present you, the proudest moment of my life. Also known as the time my mom called me and only said, "You didn't actually do it, did you? Alexaaaaaa."

Hiiiii, parents!

I had that beaut for over a year. Sometimes it got infected. Always I loved it. And at some point during its existence, I also learned just how trustworthy you have to be to get an eyebrow wax with a piece of jewelry pierced through your face.
In case you hadn't learned enough about my state of crazy today, howsa 'bout a few more random betcha didn't knows?
* I'm terrified of popping champagne corks and insist Glenn do it every time. I run and duck for cover! Also, don't ask me to open a can of biscuits. Rest assured I'll pull a small piece of wrapper off and then thrown the can to the counter repeatedly until it pops on its own.
* I not-so-secretly hope our kids get my green eyes.
* Unfortunately for my bank account, I have a big ol' raging purse/bag addiction. {Also known as being a woman.} Most recently, my addiction reared its head on Sunday, when I found this perfect bag and in less than 10 seconds thought of four specific uses for it just this year. If that's not a meant-to-be situation, I dunno what is.

Nubby dog not included with purchase.

* I have zero idea how to parallel park, and also failed my permit test on my 15th birthday. Incidentally, these two aren't related, as obviously I wasn't practicing my paralleling skills when I was 14. But overall, that was a sad start to an exciting birthday. I'd even over-whitened my teeth for the permit picture! Only to leave permit-less and with teeth so sensitive that just hearing the word chalkboard made me cry.
* I really dislike Indian food and the smell of it makes me gaggy and nauseous and just so grossed out.
* I have a ridiculous love of vacuuming our house. This is about 28% due to me being freaky about cleanliness, 13% due to Holly shedding like a Yeti, and 89% due to owning this bad boy.

* Also, I kinda suck at math. ^ That's a fun fact for you and a sad fact for my GPA from 2nd grade until college graduation. ~       ~       ~ Thank y'all so much for linking up today! I can't wait to read and guess and read some more and guess some more, and probably realize that no one's quite as weird as me. Three cheers for awkwardness!