Quirks

I have lots of quirks. I do. I was driving in the car yesterday and Michaels Jacksons Thriller came on. I like Thriller. And I like MJ too. But I don't like Vincent Price's creepy dialogue and laugh on the song. So everytime I hear the song, I instantly change the channel once he starts to speak. Quirky? Kind of. Weird? Most def. But thats ok.

So in honor of MJ (rest in Peace) I decided to expose some of my quirks to you. I will preface by saying this might be difficult to read. But I have decided to be wide open honest on this blog and even this may expose me as an even bigger Weirdo and I'm ok with that. So don't judge me.

#1. I HATE BIRDS. There I said it. They are grody and full of tiny miniscule bugs and I am literally scratching my neck just thinking of them. My Aunt Darcie had a bird and when I would be there in the evenings she would walk around the house with that wretched thing on her shoulder. Gross. I would immediately run down the hall into the bathroom just to put 2 closed doors in between me and THAT bird.

#2. Vincent Price's voice. Please reference my introductory paragraph if you have any questions.

#3. The "Pop" a can of biscuits and/or cinnamon rolls freaks. me. out. I make Lilly open them. Seriously. The anticipation is more than I can handle so I give the can to Lilly. She thinks she's helping Mommy "bake". Little does she know that if it weren't for her we would be living a biscuit-less life.

#4. I sing songs in my head when I try to fall asleep. I CONSTANTLY have a song in my head. It might be the ABC's sung to a different tune, or a song by 80's pop group Hall and Oates but its always there. When I wake in the middle of the night to potty its as if the song is just picking up where I left off. Some might call this the early signs of schizophrenia or senile dementia. I prefer to think of it as a non-stop disco in my head. Right at this moment I am thinking of "Your Kiss is on my List" and "Rosanna" simultaneously.

#5. When I watch a muscial I will then practice the choreography for the next 24 hours. Seriously. I know the entire choreography to "One" from a Chorus Line. This is when bitterness towards my mom starts to creep in at the fact that she never sent me to Julliard.

#6. Porcelain Dolls give me the heebie-geebies. I jokingly say they can possess ones soul but deep down a little part of me wouldn't be surpised if that were true. Lilly once was invited to a birthday party at the Enchanted Mansion. Against my better judgement I took her to it. I'm not sure if it was the presidential dolls or the down syndrom doll that did me in but I nearly had a panic attack. I am in NO WAY against down syndrome or anyone with that condition. But honestly there was a down syndrome doll on display. Thats not right, people. I don't care what your views of porcelain dolls are. That's just not right.

#7. I don't eat beans. They are gross. This would be the main reason why I would probably never accept the offer if I was invited to be on Survivior. I just don't think I could eat beans for 39 days. Even for a million dollars.

#8. I become a little "Pageant Mom-ish" when I am trying to take pics of my kids and they are not cooperating. This bugs Kris to no end. He was the one who bestowed the title to me. This is mainly due to the fact that my camera has a slight delay. So I have explained to Kris that if it bothers him so much all he needs to do is get me the Canon rebel I have been drooling over for about 7 months.

#9. I pick my feet up off the pedals/floorboard when I drive over a train track. I don't know why I do.

#10. I am SUPER claustraphobic. When I see someone on tv in a small space I hold my breath. And I loathe the person on an elevator who, even though the elevator is cram packed and my knuckles are smashed against a strangers butt, they try and convince the 3 other people in the lobby that there is room for them. It takes every fiber of my being to not go "ape-crap" on the person and scream at the top of my lungs "ARE YOU KIDDING ME????????? Who are you, the Elevator Hostess???? Quit inviting them in!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Huggles,
ME