Wednesday, November 26, 2008
An Announcement
Just wanted everyone to know that I know that I'm a lazy blogger. And my kids don't like me sitting at a computer, so I try to avoid doing it when they're awake. And I've been using their naptime for other important things (although if you asked me what I've gotten done in the past month, I'm not sure I could tell you...)
Tagged: Six things that Make me Weird
Yeah, yeah, according to Ash, it's actually supposed to be "Six Quirks" but let's face it, we're all just dying to know how weird everyone else is. So, when my friend with OCD informed me that she'd tagged me, I thought (and even said aloud), "I don't really have any quirks..." and D was quick to exclaim, "The toilet paper roll--you always want it on a certain way!" OK, I have never told him how to put the toilet paper on; I guess he just picked up on the fact that I do like it a certain way. Whatever... Anyway, so after my initial denial, I realized, "Wait! I have lots of quirks! I am so weird that I have trouble seeing eye-to-eye with almost everyone!!" So here I am, in all of my weirdness:
1. I like the toilet paper roll with the end coming over the top, not under. The reason for this is very logical--if you use a one-handed-quick-rip to rip off a piece, it comes right off. When the toilet paper roll has the end coming underneath, you try and do a clean rip, and it causes the roll to unravel, thus making you use two hands to hold and rip, and then you have to re-roll the part that unraveled. What a waste of time!!
2. I like to sleep with covers over part of my body (mostly just my trunk), but I hate having my feet covered and prefer my arms out too. This is true whether it's 60 degrees or 80 degrees in my house. I also have the habit of putting a shirt or other soft piece of clothing over my eyes to block out any light, but I can't use those sleeping masks--they're too tight!
3. I choose a different path because I want to, not because I have to. That's right, I would use cloth diapers even if someone offered to buy my kids a lifetime supply of disposables. Natural birth was my choice--I paid out of pocket for my HypnoBirthing class because I wanted NO EPIDURAL for my births, even though insurance covered epidurals 100%. I carry my baby on my back (or front) because I love doing it (and my baby loves it too!). I make my own baby food because that ensures that he gets exactly what I put in it--pure food! No TV in our house because that's our preference. The unique path I have chosen might seem strange to most people, but it has been very rewarding to our family.
4. I don't like to cook. At all. But I make all our bread (sometimes D helps with that) and yogurt and pretty much everything else from scratch. WHY? Well, I look at the myriad of ingredients in processed (store-bought) foods and I think, "That can't be good." I also have trouble finding anything from the store that doesn't have either MSG or high-fructose corn syrup. Seriously, start reading labels and you'll see what I mean. At the moment, I'm totally unmotivated to cook anything, although I did make eight loaves of bread last night.
5. I can't stand having stuff on my kitchen floor. I go barefoot inside, so if there's anything on the floor, especially the kitchen floor, it really bugs me. I have to sweep it right away if I feel little particles on my feet.
6. I'm constantly editing things in my mind--whether it's a magazine or newspaper or book or website or blog, I am always finding little grammatical and spelling errors. They just "jump right off the page." This is no surprise to former co-workers. It's what I was trained to do. I also can't bear to write anything without re-reading and revising. Even a quick email. Or a blog post. I think I've already revised this one three times.
Who better to tag than anyone who has lived with me?? So I tag my family members and any former roommates, including mission companions.
1. I like the toilet paper roll with the end coming over the top, not under. The reason for this is very logical--if you use a one-handed-quick-rip to rip off a piece, it comes right off. When the toilet paper roll has the end coming underneath, you try and do a clean rip, and it causes the roll to unravel, thus making you use two hands to hold and rip, and then you have to re-roll the part that unraveled. What a waste of time!!
2. I like to sleep with covers over part of my body (mostly just my trunk), but I hate having my feet covered and prefer my arms out too. This is true whether it's 60 degrees or 80 degrees in my house. I also have the habit of putting a shirt or other soft piece of clothing over my eyes to block out any light, but I can't use those sleeping masks--they're too tight!
3. I choose a different path because I want to, not because I have to. That's right, I would use cloth diapers even if someone offered to buy my kids a lifetime supply of disposables. Natural birth was my choice--I paid out of pocket for my HypnoBirthing class because I wanted NO EPIDURAL for my births, even though insurance covered epidurals 100%. I carry my baby on my back (or front) because I love doing it (and my baby loves it too!). I make my own baby food because that ensures that he gets exactly what I put in it--pure food! No TV in our house because that's our preference. The unique path I have chosen might seem strange to most people, but it has been very rewarding to our family.
4. I don't like to cook. At all. But I make all our bread (sometimes D helps with that) and yogurt and pretty much everything else from scratch. WHY? Well, I look at the myriad of ingredients in processed (store-bought) foods and I think, "That can't be good." I also have trouble finding anything from the store that doesn't have either MSG or high-fructose corn syrup. Seriously, start reading labels and you'll see what I mean. At the moment, I'm totally unmotivated to cook anything, although I did make eight loaves of bread last night.
5. I can't stand having stuff on my kitchen floor. I go barefoot inside, so if there's anything on the floor, especially the kitchen floor, it really bugs me. I have to sweep it right away if I feel little particles on my feet.
6. I'm constantly editing things in my mind--whether it's a magazine or newspaper or book or website or blog, I am always finding little grammatical and spelling errors. They just "jump right off the page." This is no surprise to former co-workers. It's what I was trained to do. I also can't bear to write anything without re-reading and revising. Even a quick email. Or a blog post. I think I've already revised this one three times.
Who better to tag than anyone who has lived with me?? So I tag my family members and any former roommates, including mission companions.
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