Monday, September 15, 2008

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.

2 comments:

Alisha said...

Awesome quirks, Mom!! I think I knew a lot of those. LOL! I tagged you in another post...I left Annie free for you to tag her! So, tag, you're it!

anne bilanzich said...

OK I just read your quirks....here goes. I'm scared to death of heights and closed in places. I can't function in heat, so anything over 75 degrees basically floors me. I have a hard time if I see pictures hanging crooked (just can't restist straightening them). When I go to a burger place, I have to eat all my fries first (because they have to be hot), and then the hamburger. I love avacado sandwiches, yummy! In my next life I would like to sing in the tabernacle choir (or equivalent).