Deb tagged me to list 7 quirky things about me (thanks for the distraction, and for my first ever tag!). So, here goes:
- I LOVE heat. LOVE IT. I scald myself in the shower, and curl up with a heating pad all year round. I love to put it on my belly and often do so until my belly turns bright red. I have in the past given myself heat rash on several occasions.
- I love to stock the house with lots of different kinds of candy, cookies, or ice cream. Even if I don't eat it, I just like to have it on hand. It drives Hubs nuts, because I'll go out and buy Trader Joes chocolate Cat Cookies after just opening (and then never touching again) a giant Costco tub of animal crackers. I don't know why I do it - especially since I tend toward healthy eating - it just makes my sweet tooth feel safe to have lots of options if and when they're needed.
- Every night when I use mouthwash, I feel the urge to tell Hubs something. So I act it out during the one minute that I'm supposed to be swishing. He's gotten pretty good at guessing.
- I love writing on a chalk board. Especially with those fancy teacher chalk holders. When I was a kid, I once stole a fancy teacher chalk holder (sorry Mrs. Erikson!) to use at home on my own little chalk board when I played school. I also love yellow chalk. I stole that too, as a kid (sorry again, Mrs. Erikson, apparently 4th grade was a very klepto year).
- For some reason, I freak out if Hubs is on the stairs behind me. I cover my butt with both hands because I worry he is going to, I don't know what, pinch it? Smack it? He's never touched my butt (on the stairs), but I always cover it anyway. This is very noticeable now that we live in a house with two sets of stairs.
- I make a funny freaky smiley face whenever I've been getting my picture taken too much (and since Hubs is the family photographer, that tends to be often). Hubs doesn't appreciate it, because he thinks it ruins the photo :) It looks like this:
- I am obsessed with my skin - I always think it is awful. I think this comes from having breakouts into adulthood - it makes a person paranoid. I am always scheming about how to fix my skin, even when I can reasonably tell there is nothing wrong with it at the moment.
I am now going to tag: