A Tall Glass of Water

Random fact about me: I have the tiniest, teeniest obsession with ice. It doesn't really make any difference what time of the year it is; if my drink is not hot, then it must be cold—and I mean ice cold. I just can't handle lukewarm temperatures when it comes to my drinks. It grosses me out for some reason. Maybe it is one of those things that makes me weird, but I like to prefer to think of myself as slightly quirky on this issue. ;) And don't even get me started on how fantastic one of these tall glasses of highly flitered water can be on a hot Nothern California day. Yeah, baby!

Hey, don't judge; don't judge. You have some quirky tendencies too! :)