Weirdnesses.

So the rules are, once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with "6 weird facts/things/habits about yourself." In the end you need to choose the 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read yours.

I’d just like to say Mel basically stole all my people to tag…

First weird thing about me: I love brushing my teeth. No, really. I love it so much that buying a new toothbrush is like Christmas morning, that the right toothpaste can make or break the experience, that flossing is a God-given activity, that I love the dentist. I have seriously considered writing Crest about some of their faulty toothbrush models… and also writing them to praise their expert designs in other instances. What can I say… my teeth are happy so it works out. I’ve never had a cavity and I’m pretty sure the love of the dental-care experience aids that. I’d also like to brag that I’ve never had braces… but that is perhaps andication of why I don’t hate the dentist.

2) I do, on the other hand HATE the eye doctor. Hate it, hate it, hate it. I know it takes energy to hate stuff, and this is, probably other than ignorance, the one thing I hate. I LOATHE the eye doctor with my whole body… especially my eyes. BLeh…I can’t say more about it. Oy, shiver me timbers.

3) If I start walking down the sidewalk in a certain rhythm and I am either stepping on the cracks that separate cement segments or not stepping on them, I have to continue in this pattern. My OCD takes over and I get really freaked out if I step on a crack when I hadn’t been before, or vice versa. That may not make sense… but if you’ve been with me for any length of time you’ve probably witnessed it. I take the “don’t step on a crack or you’ll break your mother’s back” to an extreme.


4) I eat corn row by row. None of that nasty “take a bite outta crime” business… I eat it neat-like, orderly consumption is next to… something good. Again, this may not make much sense, but just trust me. Or ask Mel for a testimonial. See how disgusting that looks? Why should refine go out the window with corn? I just DON't Know!

5) I talk to my cat (Herm!) like he is human… and I think there is a large part of me (lover 90%) that believes he understands. It’s just that look in his eye… man, I’m doomed to be a crazy cat lady. Someone buy this for me! heh!

6) I have an intense love for Arnold Schwarzenegger and refuse to believe he is less than 6 feet tall. I don’t care what you say, he’s tall, he’s HUGE! I doubt very seriously that if I see him in person and he is small that I will believe him… I’ll probably ask him to “just go ahead and stand up straight Governor, there’s no fooling me”… Does that man look 5'7'' to YOU? I don't think so...

This doesn’t even begin to delve into the depths of my weirdness, and I know some of them are really boring, but I’m at a loss for any of my true oddities. If you happen to remember any that I’ve missed (oh gosh…) go ahead and post them in the comments.

As for who I’m tagging… uh… Staci (in all that free time of yours dear!), Amy G, Kimber (though I’m betting Josh tagged you), Beth, and Joshua P!