Facts of MacKensie

So I am obsessed with this girl (who also happens to be a Florida blogger, btdubs) and I’m also obsessed with knowing crazy, embarrassing details about the bloggers I follow, therefore I feel that it’s a necessity that I link up with Whitney for her “Facts About Me” party. Yes, it’s a nosey blogging party. I’m going to tell you a few facts about myself so that anyone new around these parts can know a little bit more about the hot mess I call my life.

Fact: As a child I used to eat dog food. Like, all the time. I don’t even remember liking the taste of it, but I just kept coming back for more.

Fact: I love, love, love capers. If they’re ever in a dish on a menu, no matter where we are, I will order that entree regardless of the rest of the ingredients in said dish.

Fact: Sometimes, even though I’m severely lactose intolerant, I will get an everything bagel smothered in cream cheese from Dunkin Donuts because it’s one of my favorite things in the world. Sometimes dairy is worth the pain.

Fact: I’m a recovering serial monogamist. I dated my first real boyfriend for 2 1/2 years and the second one for 3 1/2 years.

Fact: I adore the smell of my dog’s paws, puppy breath and racquetballs. I can’t explain it, but I’d bottle them up if I could.

Fact: The first time I ever competed in a cross country race (junior year of high school) I totally pissed my pants. This is actually the only time I can recall losing control of my bladder. Luckily our shorts were yellow..

Fact: If MTV still played music videos, I’d watch it all day long. As it is, I refuse to watch any ridiculous reality tv show played on that station because I know how great it used to be when they actually played music.

Fact: I jam out to all genres of music and change the radio station immediately when commercials comes on. I sing at the top of my lungs without shame, but if my windows are down, I get really embarrassed if I get caught rocking out to T. Swift or The Biebs at traffic lights. I’d much rather have those super impressionable passerbys think I only listen to classic rock.

Fact: I can, and often do, eat an entire family-sized bag of sour cream and onion chips. Baked, greasy, bobo, I do not discriminate.

Fact: When I know I’m going to be partying with fun people, I take notes on my phone’s notes app so I’ll remember all the hilarious things we say. These notes are often spelled wrong and make absolutely no sense out of context (read: sober).

Fact: Whenever I run on a race track, I pretend the little arrows give me super speed like in Crash Bandicoot. #aboodabagahhh

Fact: I am the youngest of four children. My oldest sister is 15 years older than me and her first son is 12. My other nephew is 8 and pretends to shoot me a lot (I made him a Billy the exterminator costume for his birthday).

Fact: Sometimes when I get drunk, I sprint home from the bars (much to the dismay of my non-runner friends). I’m always sore the next day.

Fact: My favorite song of all time is “2 Out of 3 Ain’t Bad” by Meatloaf. I once accidentally flung myself off the bed while trying to dramatically lip sync and dance to it.

Fact: I am a huge slob. If you ever get in my car, just be warned. It piles up in there.

Fact: The first concert I ever went to was Weird Al Yankovich. I have a “Poodle Hat” shirt to prove it.

I hope you guys enjoyed learning some unnecessary details about me. Go link up with Whitney and tell me your embarrassing facts!