I'll take the Dare
I know there was only one question in the comments, but Cory from Evolution caught me in messenger and asked this question:

"Have you ever avoided cleaning the fridge just because YOU knew there was something gone horribly BAD in there?"

Apparently that question was inspired by a friend of his and you can read that story, on his blog.

My answer?

Yes! Who hasn't? I'm the queen of `if I'm not looking at it, it doesn't exist' and I'm known for letting things go that would bother a lot of other people. Fortunately, I don't have any stories that are as incredible as Cory's! I have also been known to throw away Tupperware containers that have begun to swell simply because I really didn't want to know what was inside. I'm not sure if that's more a sign of laziness or self preservation.

Now Jay of Body for Life Journey asks:

"What was your most embarrassing moment?"

Now, I know this is probably going to sound like a cop out, but I've had so many embarrassing moments that there isn't a particular incident that stands out in my mind. What there was, though was a defining moment in my embarrassing career.

I was in sixth grade and involved in synchronized swimming. We were practicing a routine outside of the pool, as it was easier to perfect the timing and placement outside of the water before taking to the `wet'. As we moved to a new position I slipped on the wet deck and landed quiet heavily. Unhurt I leapt back to my feet and in frustration stopped my foot. My coach looked me over to make sure I was ok and then said "That was REALLY graceful, right up to the part where you stomped your foot."

It was then that I realized that getting angry in those situations would only make things worse. I really can't help that I'm clumsy and falling down in various situations is a way of life for me. But how I handle myself can make a big difference in the way that others perceive me. So now I have a habit of thinking after a particularly nasty fall, "That might have been really graceful, so I best not stomp my foot."

And that's my story! And as is tradition, you're welcome to share your own stories here.