...shriek with delight (and a little fear) whenever someone performs the simplest magic trick in front of me, which might explain my excitement over "The Prestige".
...refuse to ascend stairs ahead of my father, in case he grabs my ankle and/or calf or forms 'the claw' and attempts to attack me with it. No trust there whatsoever.
...think Robert Wagner has a dreamy voice.
...believe the Loch Ness Monster may have existed at some point in time (the geological shifts during the ice age make one pause).
...think of my dad every time I walk into a Canadian Tire and smell 'the Dad smell'.
...can't sleep when the closet door is open.
...love watching Meryl Streep and Blythe Danner because they remind me of my mom.
...have to resist the strange urge to grab a dog's tongue sometimes because it looks like ham. (I showed much less restraint as a child)
...think my dad and Tom Hanks would be the best next-door neighbours you could ever have.
...think cats can also smell fear.
...believe the more lima beans you get in your Campbell's Vegetable Soup, the luckier you will be.
...can't believe I actually ate (and enjoyed) raw weiners at any point in my life.
...have an uncanny ability to cut myself on inanimate household objects like, aluminum foil, milk containers and Shredded Wheat. (most dangerous breakfast cereal ever)
...can't believe my mom told me that she was delighted at my birth to have a "tanned baby", which actually turned out to be jaundice.
...believe I may have very limited psychic abilities, which consist of guessing which elevator doors will open first and knowing the answers to most of the questions on "Rock 'N' Roll Jeopardy" before they are revealed.
...think sedation dentistry is right up there with spending quality time in the rat-filled face-cage from "1984".
...believe I saw a ghost in Oban, Scotland. (here's an idea: let's try putting up some lights around the haunted castles at night...)
...intend to track down and resurrect the Shreddies Troll (a goblin sticker from the movie, "Labyrinth", in a promotional box of Shreddies back in the 80s) and stick it on a mirror or the fridge at my unsuspecting sister's place and wait for retribution, just like old times.
No one said you had to grow up all at once.