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Ok, Carrie tagged me, so here it goes!!

The rules are as follows:
# Link to the person who tagged you
# Post the rules on your blog.
# Share seven random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
# Tag seven random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
# Leave a comment on their blogs so that they know they have been tagged.

1. I am overly freaked out by feet—to a ridiculous extent. It took me years to be able to even touch my husband’s feet, and even now, seeing him barefoot, disgusts me. True story: a friend and I went to a new health club downtown (a few years ago) and took a tae bo-type class upstairs and then headed downstairs where we had signed up for a free martial arts lesson. When I saw all of the naked feet on the mat, I had a panic attack and could not go through with the class. What was worse was that I had to cross the mat with the naked feet in order to leave the building. It was horrifying and I am truly scarred for life from that one. (The exception to my foot issue is my kid’s feet—I have no problem with them at all.)
2. I am mildly obsessive compulsive about a couple of things in my life but none more so than my alarm clock which I obsessively set and reset no fewer than 6 times before bed. It goes a little something like this: set, view to see that time was set correctly, double check to make sure alarm is set to AM and clock shows it is currently PM, turn the alarm off, click it back on and repeat the entire process. Yeah.
3. I can not handle any type opf repetitive noise (think someone tapping their pencil or clicking their pen—or better yet the dinging in your car when you forget your keys or leave your lights on; even the microwave beeping at the end KILLS ME) OR any sort of repetitive blinking (think the light on the answering machine). It seriously takes me over the edge. I may have some sort of mild sensory integration disorder.
4. When I was a kid, I used to practice smiling in the mirror so that I would always look great in photos. Seriously. (It was time well spent though, my wedding photos being proof)
5. I loathe board games and puzzles. The thought of sitting down and going through the motions of any board game, especially monopoly, is worse to me than having to peel off my fingernails one by one. This carries over to all of those crappy kids board games too. (I’m talking to YOU Chutes and Ladders!!!) They actually make me feel claustrophobic and confined—like I’m in a straight jacket. There is one exception though, and it is Scrabble. I love it!!
6. I will only eat Kraft Macaroni and Cheese if it is doused in ketchup. If you haven’t tried it, you should!
7. I pretend to be pretty outgoing—especially at work, but typically I feel out of place and somewhat retarded in social situations. I can always be counted on to say the wrong thing in an awkward moment. In fact, I often create awkward moments.

Umm, here is who I tag:



Shelly (if she hasn’t been killed by a rogue realtor)


Mom of the Year


7 responses »

  1. Yep, I still like this meme. Awesome.That repetitive noise thing. You would KILL me. I have tons of weird fidgety habits that involve repetitive noises. Fluffing pages. Clicking highlighter cap. Foot tapping.

  2. I know, I almost wrote in there “this means you, TESSIE” because you have written about it and just thinking about it makes me nuts!!

  3. I am the SAME WAY about the alarm clock. And totally the opposite about board games. I love them. Except Candy Land. Urgh.

  4. Mmmm… KD & ketchup. Is there another way to eat it?I like board games (Scrabble is my favourite). The kid ones are alright because they’re usually done quickly.

  5. Lori- maybe I’m secretly Canadian…..

  6. I am with you ALL THE WAY about board games. I don’t mind adult, party-type games, like Apples to Apples or Catchphrase or Wise or Otherwise. But things like Monopoly or (all-time worst) Candy Land? I would actually rather be in PHYSICAL PAIN that have to see one of those games through.

  7. That foot thing? YOU AND MY BROTHER. GEEZ.And yes, Kraft Dinner needs to be drowning in ketchup. Of course.


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