3 Things I Blame My Mother For (and the stories that explain them):
1. My irrational fear of being alone at night.
This stems from mom and dad not letting me stay home alone at night until college. It also can be stemmed from always having the curtains pulled and being 110% positive the doors were locked before bed. Apparently the thought was someone was always out to get us.
2. My lack of kitchen skills.
My mom never ever showed me how to cook anything. For most of my life I assumed food magically appeared on the table, and my payment would be have to be doing the dishes...oh the fun of avoiding the dishes. Kristina would always "suddenly have to go to the bathroom for 30 minutes" so she's always get to rinse and put away the dishes, which was for some reason easier.
3. Fear of flying/overcrowded areas
These two go hand in hand. You see, my mom would never ever fly anywhere. I think it was because there were too many crowds where we wanted to fly to. We drove everywhere for vacations....which is always fun with two older sisters who forced me to sit in the middle of the back seat. I experienced my first flight last year. Nick and I went to Florida (one of those "crowded places"). I have to tell you that flying is no big thing.

SO as I sit alone at home, mildly scared of "what's out there" I blame my mother. Thanks mom!