Since the lovely
Miss Whimsical Nerd tagged me, I've been thinking extra hard about this post. I mean really, I have no quirks, I'm perfectly normal, sane, and flawless. Yeah right! I have more quirks than this list can handle but I'll delineate some of the top ones and let you all into my dark, maze like cranial region.
Here are the rules:
1. Link the person who tagged you.
2. Mention the rules in your blog.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged bloggers' blogs letting them know they've been tagged
Quirks:
1. Sticker Phobia - It's more of an intense OCD dislike than phobia. I've had it my whole life but never copped to it until a few years ago when I decided I was too old too care if people thought it was weird. I refuse to peel price tags off anything or touch anything sticker like. I hate it, it skeeves me. Anything in my house that I've bought sits there with price on until someone else peels it off, namely honey-buns. Same goes for gifts I'm giving etc...I make him do the dirty deed. As a child I hated when stickers were given out as prizes. Don't ask me because I don't know. Same goes for wet paper. I use to wretch and even sometimes vomit if I saw kids eating paper or making spit balls. Forget about it if paper gets in my sink!
2.I like my steak bloody rare but my chicken extremely well done.
3. I never cook the same thing twice. I love trying new recipes and seem to forget all about the ones that turned out well. It's actually become a bone of contention between honey-buns and myself because when he enjoys something he wants to see it again which rarely happens. He's made a point of telling everyone too!
4. I can still wear my baby ring. This is because my petite little hands are approximately the size of a nine year old's and so I wear my baby ring on my pinky finger. Ditto, my blood pressure. It is that of a three year old's, which for a grown-up is near corpse like. The nurses always like to check it twice since I seem to be alive before their very eyes. That's why I get so nappy in the afternoons. At least that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
5. I used to have a crush on Schneider from "One Day at a Time" when I would watch it with mommy on rerun afternoons. And I wanted Valerie Bertinelli's hair.
6. I could spend my entire day in Barnes and Noble or any other worthy bookstore or library. We have a fantastic independent one here called "
Chester County Book Company" and my fantasy is to be able to plant myself there for a full eight hours perusing books, magazines, and nothing else.
5 Things
5 Things Found In my Bag: a few magazines, pen and paper for when ideas, inspirations, or "I wants" strike, a custom curtain ring(one of my clients leftovers), a scarf, and a map
5 Things Found In my Purse: five pairs of sunglasses(I swear I'm not lying. I have a problem with hordeing.)
5 Favorite Things In my Room: my booklight, my Brookstone wobble clock, Grandmama's easy chair that she used to rock me in when I was a wee toddler and I've since had reupholestered because I refuse to part with it, my better than Tempur-pedic mattress, shells from our last vacation in the Keys
5 Things I've Always Wanted to Do: workout instead of saying I do, go to foreign cooking school, crew on a sailboat in the Caribbean for five months, buy everything in the book "101 Things to Buy Before You Die", stay in every Leading Hotel of the World
5 Things I'm Currently Into: Trader Joe's trailmix, reading other people's blogs, The Deadliest Catch, Pinot Noir, figuring out if I want to break up with my hairdresser or not 6.One extra for good luck - acquiring that Ossie Clark dress that Wendy B. and Courtney Love have
1. Think of something we have to say for this decade. Weather its photography, runway, style or whatever. Something that is new to say for the world for the past 10 years.
2. Post it on your blog.
3. Tag 6 people and let them know on their blog
My take on this concept: Everyone is determined to have their 15 minutes of fame. When you look at all the ludicrous reality shows, the myspace/facebook pages, even our own blogs, we are attempting some form of recognition. Why girls/guys would submit themselves to duke it out for one guy on "The Bachelor", Rock of Love, Flavor of Love, Tila Tequila what have you boggles my mind. Would you date a guy knowing that he was dating 20 other girls? And who could forget those wonderful shows, Temptation Island or Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire? I think it also says one other thing. We have become extremely voyeuristic. For those watching those shows and better quality ones as well, one is looking for a peek into the unseen details of others lives. I'm not saying this is negative/positive. Just my observation.
Oooo-weeee, my brain hurts.
And now the taggees:
A few of these blogs I recently stumbled across but thoroughly enjoyed!