- My favorite number is 3, followed closely by 9 (3, 3s) and then 7.
- I like the number 13 even though most people believe it to be unlucky.
- The humans in our house all celebrate our birthdays on an odd numbered day. Lexi and I's birth dates also happened in odd numbered months during odd numbered years. Scott was born in an even numbered month in an odd numbered year. Brea was born during an odd numbered month in an even numbered year.
- Our wedding date was picked because it was an odd numbered day. The original date I chose, May 27, 1995 (all odd numbers) had to be abandoned because of family conflicts.
- The full first names of both my daughters have an odd number of letters. Alexandra (9) and Breanna (7).
- Knowing only the approximate date of Tilde's birth, we picked to celebrate her birthday each year on 11/13...original year of birth, 2007. (Yep. All odds.)
- My chosen jersey numbers in high school were all odd numbered; 9 and 13 for volleyball, 53 for basketball. (Oddly enough, my husband's chosen jersey numbers, 10 and 42, are both even.)
- I like zero. I don't consider it odd or even.
- There are 4 people who live in our little house, but it's 3 girls and 1 boy.
- Even though Lexi, Brea, and I (Jenn) have 4 letter nicknames, when combined with our last name, the total letter count for each of our names is 9.
- Our wedding party (ring bearer and flower girl not included) of 6 could be split into 2 sets of 3 (3 girls, 3 boys) and when combined with the pastor was a group of 7, or 9 with the flower girl and ring bearer included, when standing at the front of the church.
Of course, there are times when things are just even and that's how it has to be. Take for example the counts associated with teaching fitness classes. Aerobics music is based on 32 count phrasing. Almost everything we do in a fitness class is done in sets of 2, 4, 8 or one of their multiples. Trying to fit things into any other count feels awkward and just flat out doesn't work. Definitely an instance when the use of even numbers is necessary!
And there you have it...my odd oddity.