Tuesday, October 03, 2006

quirk

Cathartic Ink told me to go tag myself.
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Quirk-
noun 1. a peculiarity of action, behavior, or personality; mannerism (from
dictionary.com)

6 of mine:

* If I am feeling poopy, there are a few comfort foods that will straighten me right up. One of these would be a warm bowl of Spaghettios with Meatballs. I know. Gross. Shut up. It somehow makes everything in my world allllllright. Don't spoil it.

* I have a very difficult time walking away from purchasing sets of serveware that are matching, but have some sort of variation. I'd almost categorize it as an obsession. Examples (and I have many):






* It would seem I am completely incapbable of taming junk mail clutter. No matter what "organizational strategy" I have tried to employ, stacks form. When the piles of mail begin to topple, they are relocated into bags. I hereby admit to having bags piled in a couple corners of my home. I'd like to just set a match to them, but unfortumately, very important documents are interspersed between sheets of pizza coupons. It's a dilemma. Save me.

* I will carefully wind my yarn into "center-pull" balls...and then when I knit with them, I don't pull from the center, I work from the outside.

* I have a very brown thumb. I have even killed a cactus.

* Unless I'm sleeping with TheMIG (or hostessing the occasional "bad dream" sleep-in with MyFK), the I'm sleeping with BunnyMan.

9 comments:

M-H said...

Junk mail - I sort it as soon as I walk in the door, standing over the paper recycling bin. I'm left with a litle pile of important stuff anf the rest is in the bin. Then the important stuff piles up on the end of the table - but it takes longer to topple. :)

jodi said...

Hah. You haven't by chance had the Bunnyman with you since you were about six, have you? He looks almost as work and dingy as my old Froggee. Who came with me to Georgia to sleep with me. We're coming up on our 29th anniversary, me and Froggee.

Lorena said...

Bunnyman looks like my Yorkie (other than Yorkie is a 'dog' but he often gets mistaken for a bunny). Is Bunnyman also missing an eye? I sense knitted pirate patches in the future of a few stuffed animals...

Kerry said...

OMG! I love plain spaghettios cold out of the can with purple kool-aid made with half the sugar. Reminds me of when I was little and always makes me feel better. See, you're not so gross. :-)

~Donna~ said...

omg - same junk mail issues, my thumb has graduated to black, and I have Brownie. Hmmm, I'm beginning to think maybe it's normal and NOT a quirk? hahaha

TheBon said...

TheBoy is the junk mail manager here. He falls behind constantly but once every few months he starts shredding and shredding and shredding. Also, I have a brown thumb as well. The only thing I can keep green is bamboo and I've even killed some of that. Ironically, I spent hours working in the family garden as a child and never had any issues.

Gray said...

Mr. Bunnyman looks most remarkably content with his life.

Cara said...

oh my god I LOVE Spaghettios with Meatballs. LOVE IT! And dude, I sleep with my blanket from when I was a babe EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. Good thing my husband doesn't mind.

diana said...

jeez, you've been blogging away... I just read the past week's worth and I have a couple of comments. Bear with me...

I, too, suffer from junk mail build up, only mine goes beyond just the mail. I've got my own school papers, both kids' school papers, random kid artwork and notes, etc. Eventually I have large piles of teetering papers mixed up with toys and pencils, etc. on EVERY counter and flat surface in my house. When I finally can't stand it anymore I tackle a pile. My friend and I call it "getting real with the pile." About 99% of what's in there goes in the trash - usually because whatever I was saving that piece of paper for has already happened or somehow I've realized that I am never going to do anything about it - whatever IT is. Well, I guess this is a pretty useless comment, now that I think about it. Oh well, at least you know you're not alone!