Weird things I do

You pus people all need some form of medication. That's just gross!

I can't think of anything weird about me. DH would probably have something to say about that, but at the moment he's 3000 feet above the Rockies flying home to me, so maybe not.

Dennis, you're more than welcome to come and straighten my pictures. It would make a nice change from my having to do it all the time. I have three males in the house with VERY heavy steps -- all the pictures on the main floor are constantly akilter because of them charging around like baby rhinos upstairs.

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Ignorance is the true enemy.

I've seen the village, and I don't want it raising my children.

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(Tracy, a secret. Double sided tape . . . just one dot at the bottom will keep 'em level.)

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Rudeness is a small man's imitation of power.

Not a female thing cause I'm a female and that sounds soooo gross.

If I drop something on the floor while taking clothes
out of the washer or dryer I put it back in the dirty clothes.
And for someone who shares their home with 2 dogs and 8 cats
I am so weird about cleanliness. I have baby latched all my cabinets
so the cats can't get into them. dh sometimes forgets to close them
and I see a cat go up there and I'm I'll take EVERYTHING pit of the cabinet and re wash everything. Hey, them nasty buggers
sit in litter boxes.
And as to kissing animals on the mouth like I see so many women do.
I mean to horses and dogs and just about anything.
Not me, I may occasionally kiss an animal (usually a baby critter)
on the head but never the mouth. That is soooo gross

I often sing and dance about what I'm doing. For example...
Dum-da-de-dum, dum-da-daaaa-dum, I am dancing in the ki-i-i-itchen , reaching for the frying pan, here I go, into the drawer, searching for the uuutennnnsil, that I intend to use......... etc. etc. etc. My toddler son loves it and baby daughter starts cooing. Used to drive my wife nuts (could have something to do with the fact that I actually can't sing worth beans) but I've noticed lately that she starts smiling and dancing too
I rearrange furniture and decorations at least once a season. Even if I know it won't be as efficient.
My wife is also a zit/pimple popper so when I see that look in her eyes I immediately start growling. I've bitten her hand once or twice when she came at me so I think I have her trained for now, nutty lady.
I can't stand unorganized clutter so if I'm left alone for a couple minutes in someones home, I'll start organizing in such a way that I hope they won't notice at least until I leave. I know!! But I can't help it!!!!!!
I start frothing at the mouth when I see/hear of people who kill animals just for the *thrill* of killing. Have no problems with hunting with intent to use for food. The others...............
I'm sure there are plenty more examples but I'm tired

You probably remember the wonderful cartoon cat who sang:

Oh, I love to eat them mousies,
mousies what I like to eat,
I bite they little heads off
and nibble on they tiny feet.

It was a really "cute" cat - can't remember its name, but my cat sings this song all the time. If it has more verses I don't know - Maggie apparently doesn't either since this is all she sings

I always put the bread last, so I can ask the cashier NOT to put them in bags. They always try to cram 3 loaves into one shopping bag, and I HATE that. I would rather have them loose so they don't get squashed.

Another peeve: when cashiers slam down fragile bruise-prone foods like bananas or apples. A couple of times I told them I changed my mind and didn't want them. Once a cashier rudely asked if I'd noticed something wrong with the bananas I had, and I said, "Not until they got banged down hard on the counter I didn't." I mean she just held them above the bag and dropped them in. Duh. I bet I made her day.
Know what I think is gross? People who walk around with huge white pus-filled zits. Like I want to see that? How can you talk to someone without staring at the zits? Ick. I would rather see a red spot from squeezing it than those gross white spots. And I don't care what the experts say: mine heal faster once you squeeze 'em and they hurt less, too.

You know what they say about people who pick zits and dry skin, etc? They are perfectionists. LOL

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"The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap."

I need the furniture arrangers over here too! I look at it, and it bugs me that it isn't right, but I have NO IDEA how to fix it.

You bump pickers must have iron stomachs! I'm gagging just reading about it. My husband will say, "come look at this thing on my arm and see what it is." and I'm shrieking and running away yelling, "EW, NO! "

My son and I speak a made of language to each other, and our animals. There is a word for private languages, but I can't remember what it is. Some examples: I am Mamamazeigho, he is Bubusita, the chickens are nonpilgremyeses, and the dogs are pupairazoan. Is that weird or what?

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Melissa
Reformed hoyden. Please forgive me if I relapse.

I do that singing-making-up-new-words thing with my kids, but I know where I got that. My grandfather always made up silly rhyms for us kids.

I can't take the first thing off the shelf in the grocery store. I know they rotate stock and put the newer stuff behind the older stuff - and if someone drops something they're going to put it back in the front. Took me the better part of the last 22 years, but I finally got Hubby to pick from the back too.

The one that really drives my kids crazy is that I CAN'T STAND an unmade bed. Come to think of it, I think that's why I hate the days I have to wash the bedding. We only have 1 set of sheets (cal. king bed - sheets that actually fit our bed cost a small fortune) so the bed is unmade all day.

Of course I do a lot of things that make my kids shake their heads. I'm trying to get away from using plastics and nonsticks in the kitchen, so I seperated them in different cupboards. Since my adult children (who don't seem to want to leave the security of home no matter how much rent we charge them) and teenager are resistent to the changeover, I have to keep some of the stuff for them to use. They just don't understand and occasionally call me "Grammy" in reference to my crazy grandmother who is notorious for doing insane things that make no sense to anyone but her. I think it will take me some time to reach that level of "eccentricity".

Heh! Like that one...

My weird or compulsive thing is counting. I not only count consciously, there are times when I will suddenly notice that I am counting.

For instance sometimes I catch myself counting the steps I am making as I walk, and will suddenly "hear" myself say "27" or some such number.

I also like things to be balanced which I can't explain exactly. AND I used to chew the same number of times on each side of my mouth. How do I know? I COUNTED... lol! So that was "balancing" and "counting" at the same time.

I've noticed as I get older I don't "balance" like I used to do - but my counting goes on unabated. Reckon I'll be counting out loud when I get really old?

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"Those who hammer their guns into plowshares will plow for those who do not."
Thomas Jefferson

THAT was funny! Yes....probably!

Dragonfly......Your crazy grammy sounds like a lot of fun!

I am sure that as uninhibitted as I am...I could become really eccentric very quickly...but I am trying to ease my kids into it a little at a time! I still want to eventually hold my grandbabies , if and when I get some...so I can't get toooo weird too quickly...like my great aunt who wore her skivvies on the OUTSIDE of her clothing and walked to town like that every day!...until I am sure that my "to be" grandbabies will still get to come over ! My grandma was so much fun growing up! We taught her to ride a unicycle at 70ish...and she took piano lessons at 75(to help with her arthritis supposedly...but I think she just wanted to!) and she wore the cutest crocheted hats in wild colors! I not only look like her...but I think the genetic ties are pretty strong...LOL....I even have her laugh that sounds like a chicken!

Life is TOOOO short to be normal!

Oh...thought of one more thing...If I am going into a restuarant...and see a weed in their flower bed....it is VERY hard for me not to pull the thing up! We spent the night at a friend's house a while back...and I got up early and weeded her flower beds..and my hubby caught me and told me to stop..it was embarrassing her(he said)...and she overheard him and said...DON'T stop her! LOL! Death to all weeds and crab grass!

My twin is one of those blemish pickers, sunburn peeling people -- and she's not always gentle.

My pantry not only has all the can goods with labels facing out, they are also in catergory and in order...I say it's because it makes making a grocery list easier. It's also, therapy for living with a keeper of things.

I not only sort my groceries on the convere belt heavy first etc. but I try to find a casier who looks like the person ahead of me will take enough time so that I can get the basket completely unloaded before she's done. That way I can "help" bag my own groceries in the same order I put them out. I hate it when things are placed willy-nilly in the bags.

And family and friends seem to enjoy watching me neatly fold and stack plastic bags in their own bag. The people I share them with at the thrift store don't think it's silly

Hugs
marlene

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It is the one with persistence and determination that brings great ideas into being.

Mine too! I would rather have all the pantry items tossed in bags and thrown on the floor than have them in a jumble in the pantry.

I'm also a zit squisher. DH runs the other way when he sees me coming with a needle and tweezers. But he gets the best zits! They're practically boils!

/VM

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Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear or a fool from any direction.

Ooooh... hadn't thought of that, Dennis! Thanks... I'm off to find some double sided tape!

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Ignorance is the true enemy.

I've seen the village, and I don't want it raising my children.

www.newcenturyhomestead.com

oh I am one of those picky people too. I think it runs in my family. I remember one time my sisters and I were at the beach, youngest sister was about 12-ish and had an absolute MINEFIELD of just-begging-for-it blackheads on her back. Older sis and I had been restraining ourselves for months but finally begged and begged and then I think we held her down and just went at it!

Funny thing is, a lot of them never came back so then after that she started asking me to pick her back because it helped reduce the number of blackheads. I get goosebumps thinking about it... is that weird or what!

OH and then... the mecca. My mom had a cyst in her back that she would allow me to drain every once in a while. My dad also liked to do it, I remember the last time she let me drain it she told me not to tell him or he'd get mad. It was one of those 20-minute ordeals, having mom hang on to the doorknob and everything. And of course, ridiculously satisfying. I would beg her all the time to let me drain it but I only got to a few times. She just had ir surgically removed this summer... so no more draining for me

I also make up nonsense songs for my baby daughter and all pets.

And any of you guys who might be in Colorado wanna come over and clean my house HAVE AT IT! I've been terribly unmotivated for the last few days... I think it's short-timer's syndrome since we've got T-minus-27 days until we move.

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I am yet another pimple popper, it drives my family nuts. I alos nead my bed sheets to be FLAT, not one wrinkle or crease alowed, I have been known to get up in the night to tighten them LOL. I make up funny songs about my girls and critters all the time as well. I can not stand fruit that is at all ripe, I like green bannanas and I freak if the cashire bumps my well picked out fruit. I also try to pack my own grociers if possible. I can not stand tags in anything I wear, even the tiniest bit of leftover from cutting it off can make me crazy LOL. I am a nut, what can I say.

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I wish I was a glow worm,
because how can you be glum
when the sun shines out your bum.

Way more information, by some of you than I ever wanted to know.
Have y'all ever heard of "Obsessive-Compulsive" Behaviour??

Now I had an Ex, that said I was a "control Freak", just because I do
not allow people to tell me what to do.
And, I do not let people cut in front of me in line, without a fuss.
I never take one drink too many. And, I'm always on top of things.
No fuss, no muss, no bother.

But now some of your problems, with hygiene..........whoo-oo-ooo.
Just real glad I don't need to deal with them.
And, I'm real glad Y'all are happy, where ya are.
Have Fun.

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Be Intense, always. But always take the time to
Smell the Roses, give a Hug, Really Listen, or
Jump to Defend your Friends & What you Believe in.
'Til later, Have Fun,
Old John

You people are all REALLY weird

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Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light. Helen Keller

Melissa and Kat - please come look at my living room! It drives me insane - there are two focal points with the fireplace on one wall in the corner and the TV across the room against the only true "wall". AAARRRGGGHHHH!

I need one of those $4,000 TV jobbers that will hang above my fireplace so I can just rearrange everything to that corner.

I categorize things on the converyor belt at the grocery store

I make all the labels face forward/upwards, not just in the pantry, but in the bathroom cabinets and drawers also.

I tend to clean out drawers and cabinets and sometimes forget to do the rest of the room....

I will re-arrange the way people put stuff in my dishwasher (when they aren't looking). Except for my mother-in-law, who points everything upwards in the silverware basket - I don't care if she sees me turn all the forks and knives downward, I keep trying to tell her it's not safe for the kids to face them upwards.

I put all my hangars in the closets facing the same way.

If I can arrange it, I make all the hangars in my closets the same color (one of these days I'm going to drop $10 on new hangars and everyone will have their own color).

I'm sure there are more...

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A wise man speaks because he has something to say; a fool because he has to say something. - Plato