Six Weird Things

So, I was all prepared to write about Easter mayhem (and the end of Lent, yay!), and then I got tagged by Matthew! I’m supposed to write six weird things about myself (only six??) and then tag six others. Do I even know six other bloggers who will respond to me tagging them? Or six different readers, for that matter? Hmmm.

1) I can be somewhat obsessive-compulsive. I can waste lots of time making sure that my glasses are sitting on my nightstand just so. Or that my contact lens case is sitting on the bathroom counter at a perfect 90 degree angle. You see? Simple, stupid things like that, yet I can get caught up in them so easily.

2) I do not like pumpkin pie or stuffing. My family and my husband cannot understand why. My plate at Thanksgiving has more room for turkey and mashed potatoes, though.

3) I do not drink alcohol because it makes me sick. I always end up with very bad headaches.

4) I walk with my feet pointed slightly out. While this was great for ballet lessons as a child (I could do all of the foot positions), I wear my shoes out in funny ways.

5) I am only ticklish on the bottoms of my feet. This gives me an unfair advantage in tickle fights with my husband.

6) I had a lot of stuffed animals as a child, and I gave all of them names. Some of them I named after myself. For instance, my large stuffed polar bear was named “Poleanna”, my large koala bear was “Kowalanna” (notice a pattern?). I had a seal named Sara and a orca named Michelle who were best friends. I also had a kitty (Frisky) and a mouse (Mousee) who were married. Did I mention that I had an active imagination as a kid?

Anyone who feels like trying this one. I would especially like to see what Girl With Flat Hat and MormonDaddy come up with, personally. The rest of you who don’t have blogs, leave your weird things in the comments (this means YOU, Little Cousin’s Mommy, and no adding to my weird things!).

4 Responses to “Six Weird Things”

  1. Little Cousin's Mommy
    April 17th, 2006 07:36

    Okay, Six Weird Things . . . Are you sure I can’t add onto your list?

    1. A BIG pet peeve is that I hate – HATE – stepping on a wet floor with socks on. If I’m barefoot it doesn’t matter, but I hate getting a wet spot on my sock because it doesn’t dry as quickly as my foot does. Just ask Oddball how much I hate it when he drips water on the floor.

    2. Unlike my elder sister, I am ticklish everywhere! Again, just ask Oddball.

    3. Like my sister, I don’t drink alcohol. But my choice is because I think it is vile habit (that, too often, has led people to destroy their lives) and I have no good reason to drink, but then again who does? It doesn’t smell good, it’s only good for you in very small amounts (of red wine, but you can get nearly the same effects from red grapes – which are yummy), and I’m told it’s an acquired taste. So why bother acquiring it? I am proud of the fact that I have never had a drink.

    4. I am incredibly shy around new people. This is so much of a problem that I don’t make eye-contact or speak to people I don’t know – unless approached, which makes me nervous.

    5. I don’t like being hugged by people I’ve just met or don’t know very well (the only exception to this was in the receiving line for my wedding) or people I don’t like. This especially applies to people who think they know well.

    6. I make up funny little songs that I sing to Little Cousin. The “Peanut Song” and the “(I’m a) Good Girl Song” are a couple. Only I can sing them for her and they make her smile.

    P.S. I walk like a normal person!

  2. Juliet
    April 17th, 2006 10:51


    Just kidding. Kinda. My weird things are here.

  3. Mormon Daddy
    April 19th, 2006 12:19

    I’m going to get around to doing this in the next couple days… it’ll be hard to narrow it down to only 6.

  4. MormonDaddy » Blog Archive » 6 weird things about me…
    April 21st, 2006 15:28

    […] So last week, Deanna over at Deanna's Corner tagged me with this "six weird things" post and I decided to go ahead and go through with it. I'm not going to perpetuate the game, I wont be tagging anyone else (I wonder if there are any horrible consequences?), but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to publicly humiliate myself. So, here goes! […]