As if you didn't need any more proof.

Sometimes my sister likes to remind me how cool I am. Or how weird. It's really all in how you look at it. Okay, mostly she reminds me of funny stories that I really need to write down some where so I can always remember them. Some day people are going to want to know these things about me. Or maybe not.

Today, we were driving in the car and I was talking about how I ate banana pancakes for dinner (along with some delicious quiche, but thats besides the point). Her response to this is "Remember the time you ate barbecue sauce with your pancakes?" Now first, that has nothing to do with our conversation. But oh well. Anyways, I do remember. But then I went on to say "You weren't even there." Then as we talked I realized I have done this on more than one occasion. In my defense, I was a kid. 11 year olds do weird things. But still, it must have been okay tasting if I did this more than once.

The first time I did it because my meal consisted of chicken nuggets and pancakes. I was spending the night at my friend's house and she wanted pancakes and I wanted chicken nuggets. So we did what we were taught to do and compromised. We had both. I had finished my chicken nuggets but still had some barbecue sauce on my plate. So I decided to dip my pancake in it. Yep. I don't remember the taste now, but apparently I did it more than once. What I do remember is that it made me burp incredibly loud. Maybe TMI? I am just saying. I burped real loud and her mom who was in her room and not in the kitchen heard it. Yeah, I am sure she thought I was such a great influence on her daughter.