Candice tagged me for this meme listing 6 quirky things about themselves. Incidentally, if you haven't read Candice's blog, hop to it. Insanely hysterical. Nurses are pretty funny.
I'm not really quirky. In fact, me and quirky are not two words that usually go in the same sentence...unless the words "is not" is sandwiched between them. Quirky is used for perky people. Me...I'm just an odd duck.
But, I guess I do have some strange idiosyncrasies that most people would call quirky if I was Meg Ryan or Hannah Montana.
1. I have a strange texture-hate-thing with onions. I can tolerate them if they are fried to beyond a crisp. However, onions love to be crunchy and slimy at the same time. When I bite down on an onion in it's preferred state, I somehow get the feeling that I'm eating bugs (namely roaches), and I start to gag. It's easier to just say I hate onions than have to explain the texture thing.
2. My personal report sheet at work has to be immaculate. I have to write things down in a certain order, in neat handwriting. If there are a lot of things scratched out, or just garbage all over the page, my night is completely shot. My coworkers think I'm neurotic about it. I am.
3. I'm a watch whore. In this day and age that less people wear watches (thanks to cell phones), I apparently try to single-handedly keep watchmakers afloat. I don't know exactly how many watches I own, but it's a pretty good-sized number. Most of my watches are Fossil, but I did splurge on myself this vacation and buy a Citizen Eco-Drive watch. I'm slowly working my way up to a Rolex, WHICH I will own before I die.
4. I'm strange when it comes to my neck. It's a fairly sensitive place, and for that reason, I can't stand to wear turtle neck shirts, any type of jewelry that is tight on my neck (like chokers and short necklaces). However, it is my most favorite place to be kissed.
5. The month of December is my least-favorite month.
6. I'm obsessed with trailer park life. If I drive by one, I crane my neck to see if I can spot anything interesting. It's like watching an ant farm for the NASCAR crowd.
7. Some classical music makes me cry...so I try to listen to it when no one else is watching.
So, I just tag whoever wants to do this. You know who you are!
6 comments:
Well, the first three are pretty quirky, I'd say. The turtleneck aversion is pretty common. And a lot of people find December to be the most depressing month of the year.
We don't have a trailer park, but we live in a fourteen-year-old trailer we got for less than most cars cost. Then we spent 1/3 what the trailer cost and bought a hot tub for the back deck. How redneck is that?
Oh, and if only you could see our renter's trailer. It's as junkie and redneck as anybody could wish for.
Re: #2 ~ I was EXACTLY the same way!!!!!
I think there needs to be a trailer park reality TV show. That would be awesome!
I :love: watches. And now I want the Regia eco-drive, thanks, my bank account is making gestures at you.... I wasn't looking for a watch, wasn't thinking about them, but what do I do? I get my curiosity piqued and I go look at them & then I see that particular one, and now it's love. LOVE. It will be mine.
I am, however, going to wait a month or two, until my bailout money comes. Or the holidays have been paid for, whichever comes first. Methinks it's the latter.
Candice: There is a reality-type show for the trailer park folks. It's akin to Extreme Makeover, but for homes on cement blocks. Naturally, it's on CMT.
Jen: I looked up that watch...I'm full of want.
1. My texture thing is cucumbers. The slime gets to me.
2. I, too, am somewhat obsessive about writing things out neatly (A's in penmanship, thank you very much.) I also love to make lists, even including things I've already done just so I can cross them off.
3. Not so much into watches.
4. I don't have the neck thing, tho know several people who do. Me, I can't stand silverware. The metal does something unpleasant in my mouth.
5. I hate February. 6. Am obsessed with rural water towers and dead barns. 7. I've been thru menopause and don't/can't cry like I used to. (Darn it - I miss the catharsis.)
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