Seven is my favorite number. It's been my favorite number since I was seven years old. My next favorite number is four--because Zachary (my brother) was four at the time that I decided this. Somehow, I guess I figured the ages we were then were special and so those numbers should be special, too. My next favorite number? Eleven. 7 + 4 = 11, after all. Plus, with the two ones together, it's a nice symmetrical number. I'm really not sure why I've held onto these favorite numbers for the past 23 years, but they seem to have settled in to my consciousness pretty thoroughly.
Seven is also the number of days left until Cory and I get married, if you're keeping score at home. Hooray!