You see, it's like this. I have never once in all my years wondered if I am rock, paper or scissors. It turns out I am rock. Who would have known? Not me! You know, I am a child of the 80's and sure I had crushes on stars but I didn't know who my 80's hunk really was. Well it ends up that John Stamos is my hunk. I am now feeling quite bad that I didn't have ANY of his posters plastered on my bedroom walls. *sigh*. I guess I've spent a lifetime to this point of unluckiness. As it turns out, red underwear are my lucky color in undies. Who would have guessed? Not me for sure and so I have had lots of bad luck that I've blamed on my striped socks, not my white granny underpants! I was dismayed to find out that I wasted my time in college and have spent many years in the wrong career! Apparently my ideal career type is SOCIAL. My ideal careers being a teacher, librarian, social worker etc. It didn't mention accountant any where in there. And I don't think an accountant is considered all that social do you? Fortunately, I didn't end up as a farmer or a truck driver, as these would be the worst career paths for me. Whew! I really had given some thought to that driving school a few years back! I was completely stunned to find out that the kind of soda I am is 7-UP. Seems a bit odd since you always hear "you are what you eat/drink". Therefore, I should be a Diet Coke w/Lime (and some chocolate). I actually despise 7-UP so does that mean I don't like myself? I am beginning to really wonder about this all.
I continued this fun game/moment of self realization for about an hour and in the process, I also found out my name for different things. Here they are:
1920's name- Fannie Zella (THANK goodness I wasn't born and mocked in the 1920's!)
Leprechaun name- Weebit Greentoes (I'm no green thumb for sure)
Drag Queen name - Hollywood (mine) & my hubbies was Sissy Pantz! (loved that one!)
Pirate name- Cannibal Ivy the Infected (with what? The Ivy?)
Oh, I could have gone on for hours with this site and the time of self discovery. Actually, I think that I need to wrap my brain around what I have uncovered today, go get therapy and come back next week for more. I'm dying to know what kind of cookie I am, what carnival ride I am and who I am going to vote for. But for now. . . I'm off to therapy!