Anyway, the other morning I was thinking some of my strange quirks might be fun to share with the entire world. I not only (generally) remembered the the quirks later in the day, but it still sounded like a good idea. Then Christine from Thoughts of a Lite Mocha Mom awarded me a Kreative Blogger Award. The acceptance of which involves telling you things you may not know about me.
Convergence of half formed thoughts and opportunity can only lead to success, right (especially if it involves randomness, my regular state of mind)? I enjoyed Christine's post, and am flattered she wanted to learn more about me.
So, are you dying to know all the deep secrets of my life? Here goes:
(1)I am a conversation jumper. I think it perfectly normal to go from "Did you hear about that new species of birds in Britain?" to "I prefer chocolate pie over banana." without any inbetween sentences. The worst part is that in my head I've made the 1000 steps to connect the two ideas and have no idea the leap of sense everyone else has to make.
My husband finds this quite humorous and sometimes asks me to play connect the dots and explain the logic jump. I married him because he was the first person who could follow an extended conversation with me. Also, he was cute.
On a related note, I begin conversations from time to time with "What do you think about that?" and end conversations mid-sentence, getting so distracted trying to find the right word that I enter a whole new thought process.
(2)I have an unusual love for commas and, despite what it may look like, always take many out before I post. Commas are not my favorite punctuation, though; I love semicolons best.
(3)I have an unusual fear of looking like a tourist. This really makes taking pictures on vacation as a . . . tourist . . . quite difficult and is why I have no pictures of my trip in September into New York to see Wicked. I'm not sure, but I think this came from living in central Pennsylvania and feeling bad when the tourists would gawk over the Amish (not to mention downplaying my own desire to do the same).
(4)For Christmas I asked for and received a Shark Steam Mop and a king sized electric blanket. I love these new toys way more than any self respecting 33 year old woman should.
(5)For a long time I thought that Jack Nicholas was a famous actor who also played professional golf. This speaks volumes to my (lack of) pop culture savviness.
(6)My husband owns more shoes than I do. He is also more likely to come home with a new outfit. I am the frugal one and he is the spender. So when women complain about their husbands stingy budgets, I daydream about what our life could be like. You know, tiny house eating rice and beans in perpetuity. Sounds lovely, right? (By "our life" I mean my husband as a penny pincher and mine not "our life" as the friend's husband and mine, that would just be creepy.)
(7)Do you ever wake up in the morning and are surprised when you open your eyes because you are not laying in the position you thought you were (like you thought you facing the edge of the bed but were really on the opposite side)? When I wake up that way, I shut my eyes and try to trick my proprioception into thinking it again. That's right I try to talk my body into thinking I'm in a different spot on the bed than I know actually am.
And those are seven things you probably didn't know about me and might rather you didn't know now. I also have a bizarre phobia about asking people to do things, a sort of fear of rejection (Bonus! You get 8 things about me). So if you'd like to take the chance to tell people about yourself, go ahead. If you want to help make me feel less weird, but hate memes, you can tell me some odd fact about yourself in the comments. If you do a post, I'll link to you. Here are the rules:
The rules for accepting this award are:
1. Thank the person giving the award
2. Copy the award to your blog
3. Place a link to their blog
4. Name 7 things people don't know about you
5. Nominate 7 bloggers
6. Place a link to those bloggers
7. Leave a comment letting those bloggers know about the award