Spoiledbabee tagged me a few days ago with more weird stuff about me. I did it a while back, but there's always more where that came from:
1. I have an aversion (left over from my pregnancy with Busy Girl) to chicken. Not all chicken, I just have problems with big hunks of chicken that's not breaded. Except, fried chicken. I'm not wild about fried chicken, yet I can eat all the chicken nuggets or breaded chicken sandwiches you want. Broiled chicken or rotisserie or cornish hens give me the willies.
2. I have to do all my shower tasks in the same order everyday. Otherwise, I will forget something vital.
3. I can sleep with the sheet and blankets over my head, especially if I'm cold.
4. Speaking of covers, I CANNOT STAND acrylic blankets. They give me the willies just like baked chicken does. Busy Dad has been known to chase me around the house with an acrylic blanket. But not so much with baked chicken.
5. Iced coffee gives me the willies (I should have called this "Things That Give Me the Willies". Stop that, you pervert.), too. Not cold coffee drinks that are meant to be cold. I gag when I see people put ice in coffee that used to be hot rather than heat it up. Don't even get me started on my behavior if I accidentally take a sip of cold cofee.
OK, I tagged you guys sitting in the back last time. Now, I'm tagging you brown-nosers up front. Yes, you, the ones who sat up front and raised your hands in the Freshman level survey class of 500 people and asked questions. Nobody does that.
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I guess that leaves me out considering I made it through four years of college and three years of law school without ever sitting closer than the fifth row. I also never raised my hand unless I was waving goodbye on my way out!
First of all, it isn't really all that weird to sit on the front row and raise one's hand...it is actually the perfect bluff (so there!)...on with personal weirdness:
1. I am not a neat person, but have a difficult time being around other people who are messy.
2. Brussels sprouts can give me a headache just from being around while they are cooking...don't even suggest that I eat any!
3. Backpacking/camping in the rain is fun.
4. I still use a slide rule occasionally.
5. I have never chased BusyMom with a chicken or an acrylic blanket.
Me too on the acrylic blanket -- eeeeuuuuw. I would never have one in my house, but a friend of mine that I have traveled with loves those things and will snuggle right up with one in the hotel, grossing me out in two ways. One, I can't stand to touch the things and two, hotel bedding, except for sheets, totally gives me the heebie-jeebies (or should I say willies?) because they don't wash that stuff. I'm not even that fastidious either, it's just a thing with me.
Liz
Oh, you just haven't had an iced coffee from PJ's in New Orleans. I'll bet you'd love one if it was properly done.
I have an iced coffee maker! It has to be brewed 24 hours, then diluted with tons of whole milk to come out just right. Come on over and I'll serve one up for you! ;)
I would extend your shower comments to include the order of everything done from eyes opening in the morning until getting in the car. Automatic pilot. Remove one straw, and the whole thing collapses.
Iced coffee: proof yuppie hipsters will invariably ruin a good thing.
1.Green beans are the one food that really give me the willies. Never could swallow them. Still gag on them. The only beans I like are jelly beans.
2. I talk with my hands, even when I am on the phone. This provides my family with hours of entertainment. They like to point out that no one can see me on the phone. Well duh!
3. I love a good snowstorm. Especially if I don't have to go anywhere. It's great to sit and watch.
Ok, I was with you on the iced coffee, and then, out of sheer desperation on a 100 degree day...I did it. I am now an addict. But I also like nutmeg, so there you go.
If you see a woman take a sip of coffee, eyes go bug-eyed wide, she leaps up, runs around the room waving her arms and screaming "mmmmm mmmm mmmm" through a closed mouth and finally finds (any) receptical to spit it in...
uh, that would be me accidently sipping a bit of COLD COFFEE.
;)
You mean that not everyone sleeps with the covers over their head? Well, I knew my husband didn't, but I thought HE was the weird one.
So it would really bug you to see my son pull fuzzies off a synthetic blanket and eat them?
Re: #2 -- funny you mention this. I've been shaving my pits "out of order" lately & even skipping some days -- just to spice up my routine a bit. We have a good time here!