Quirks?

Quirks?
The Rules:
1. Link the Person who Tagged you. (mine was Annie)
2. Mention rules on your blog.
3. Tell about 6 quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 fellow bloggers to do the same.
5. Leave a comment to let them know (or be rebellious like me and don’t!).

I have to eat the crust around the sandwich or burger before I can eat the middle. I like to save the juiciest and soft part of the sandwich for last. It does, however, drip on me...so I wear an apron at home and try to be careful in public.

I can't go to bed unless my bed is made. It doesn't have to be made good (like Military...bounce the coin off), but put together. I don't like hunting for the sheet or blanket. Probably the only part of me that is organized.

I have to have noise around me. I hate hearing silence...so...when I'm alone there has to be music (like CD's and radio) or talking (TV). If I didn't do this, then I would be looking at the clock all day trying to make it go faster.

I love crushed ice. I would go out of my way to get a diet soda at a place that has crushed ice. I like how soft it is. How it melts in my mouth without much effort. I think it makes the drink better than normal size ice. I've even tried many different sizes and crushed is by far the best.

I can't handle cupboards doors or drawers not closed. I find this happens often esp. in the kitchen. I can't sit and see it opened...even if it isn't much.

I'm afraid of the dark. I'm not sure why. I don't have stories (growing up) that are too tramatizing. I did (do) have a good imagination, so maybe that is why I can't sleep without a night light.

It's your turn (when you have time) Ryan, Serket, Hark It's Mary, Anne B., and Tawni to write about your Quirks.

Glamour Shot....NOT!

This is my new hair style. My family likes it (thank you fam.). I have always had perms and so it is hard for me to not have the "frizzy" look. This isn't a glamour shot because I don't have any make-up on. So...if you have time, leave me a comment and let me know how you like my new look.

The Blender of Life

Marc and Jarem on the Dragon Rollercoaster at Lagoon.

I read a poem that a young man put on his blog. It was about life, but he used a blender to describe it. It was very well done and you may read it on his blog, which is:

yellowlives.blogspot.com

The following was something I wrote in response to his blog. I actually went to sleep thinking about it and woke early with these thoughts. I didn't realize how long it was or that it could offend. What can I say...I got carried away. I did, however, feel that I said some good things and so I'm putting it on my blog. Those who read my blog hopefully knows me and understands what I was trying to say. So here goes:

Sometimes when we put too much in the blender, it won’t mix things up properly. Or maybe, you forget to put the lid on (like I did last night) and have your delicious flavors fly away never to be consumed. You may laugh, when the people standing too close watching, run off in various directions. You may be mad because you have a big mess to clean up and sadness…when you realize that you can save some of it, but other parts (that you worked so hard to cut) are lost.

Then another thought came to my mind…what are the most important ingredients you want to keep in your blender? What if one was a spice and she went to an ingredient party and found out that another spice seemed to be the preferred one? Perhaps they had not been “friends” as long as she had to the blender, but got to know each other through some common interests (such as blogging and chatting}, the blender found her to be the flavor of the week, and so he made efforts to use her in the concoctions he made. He even traveled to take her places and when she went to his important event, he took her to taste a delicious ice flavoring that he may add. This hurt the spice that had been his friend for many years. This spice, sat stunned and very sorrowful as a new realization came to her during the comments (made by the new flavor). This caused her much pain and she felt weak and not desirable. The blender was over full, so he wouldn’t notice if she wasn’t in it. She understood that the blender (in her mind was the best ever) wanted many choices and liked watching the colors and flavors mix, but he was too busy and the other ingredients seemed more important to experiment with. So…this spice realized that she was not a priority and went to the back of the spices to over come her sorrowful feelings. Maybe some day, he would miss her and would make an effort to find her. Maybe not...that would be the blenders choice. The ups and down of the Blending life can be like a roller coaster ride at Lagoon (see picture of Marc and Jarem above). Sometimes it can make you feel so good and other times it makes you feel sick. Maybe the blender likes the other ingredients more and then the spice won’t be missed, but allowed to heal and to find a blender who will appreciate her flavor.

In Salsa, tomatoes and onions are great, but cilantro and limejuice add the spice. Last night, ours was missing something, so we added more limejuice and cilantro, but it still didn't have the right taste until we added Salt (Thanks, Yuni). That was the missing ingredient that made it delicious. How many times do we forget the important spice because we are too busy, over-whelmed, or just not thinking?

This could be considered "food for thought" or maybe we should "spice" up our life. (Okay...those were lame) :D

Jarem's Family Birthday Party

Happy Birthday, Jarem! Yesterday the family celebrated Jarem's 4th birthday. It was really fun. Alisha made his Mickey Mouse Cake which tasted really good. Andrea, Ryan, Yuni, Marc, and I went together to buy him Transformers (a big one and 4 small ones). We think he really liked his gifts. It was a great evening and even the pouring rain didn't stop us from having a good time. Thanks Jarem, for being such a special part of our family.