Quirky things…

July 3, 2008 at 5:40 pm (Today...)

Ok, so I just got tagged by Beckey to write about 6 quirky things that I do or have. I am an incredibly quirky person so this shouldn’t be that hard.

Here it goes, but they are in no particular order:

1. I Looove to clean out my ears. It is a minor obsession. I do it everyday unless I can resist the temptation not to which is rare. My doctor told to stop because I am wearing down my timpanic membrane and I think you need that. I still do it, though. Anyone who has ever lived with me knows that when I clean out my ears, we don’t talk.

2. I have tons of clothes, but I wear the same 5 outfits. Most of them are sweat pants. Don’t ask me why. Well maybe it is because I am in bondage to habit.

3. I eat bean and cheese burritos at least 5 times a week. Not changing this, they are awesome.

4. I love to imitate people on T.V. I make my husband laugh , just by imitating the crazy people on T.V.

5. I can be bossy, but I am also aware of it. Sometimes when I am with Chris I will say something bossy or controlling, and before he can give me the disapproving look I make fun of myself by re-saying it over dramatically just so he knows I do not take myself too seriously. It works, it usually diffuses his frustration with my bossiness.

6. O.K. don’t judge me… I eat Velveeta cheese on my Turkey and Mashed potatoes on Thanksgiving. There… it is out there.

Ok, so who should I tag… I tag you

and Jamye Jack!

2 Comments

  1. kruclan said,

    July 3, 2008 at 10:23 pm

    hmmm…i don’t think that eating been and cheese burritos is quirky at all. i think it is normal and wonderful. in fact, i think that NOT eating burritos that often should be considered quirky.

    thanks for being real about the velveeta. i love you anyway. i’m choosing not to judge, since i’ve never tried it.

    can’t wait to hang out on sat.:)

  2. Hippo Brigade said,

    July 4, 2008 at 7:13 pm

    There is much truth to the ear thing. I know, I’ve lived with Jan and when she had a q-tip in there, she never responded to anything I said. I’d be all, “hey jan, do I look fat in these jeans? Well, do I? I’m judging from your silence that I do. Fine, I won’t wear them. Whatever, you suck.”
    And she’d be all, “what? did you say something?”

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