So I have been tagged by a blogger friend and asked to write 6 weird things about myself. I think once you start reflecting on your weirdness you realize you have been or are weirder than you think.
Case and point examples through my life:
1. When I was in 5th grade, my best friend Stacey and I would each take out a pair of scissors to recess and meet up to cut the patches of clover that dotted the playground into shapes. We would meet at the first one that we trimmed into an arrow that pointed to another patch that we had cut into a star which led to a heart which led to each of us crafting respective S and T clover initials. Lovely.
2. In about 6th or 7th grade I acquired a mad obsession for walking in sync with the person with whom I was walking. I would watch our feet and then appropriately skip a step or hop a bit until I was walking right left right left with them. For some reason I felt out of rhythm if I wasn't. How annoying would that be to have a friend who always tried to walk in the same cadence as you?
3. I don't know when each of them started but for years upon years I would play stupid games with myself. Examples are: While being driven in a car I would lift my feet every time we passed a telephone pole and put them down when we were passing the wire part and then lift again and then down.... on and on.... years of this people, years.
4. I love the number 3: I like colors in combinations of threes. If I am wearing an outfit that has two colors I look for something (a bracelet, a scarf, a barrette, a belt, SOMETHING) that throws the three in there. I like decorating my house in combinations of three too.I like odd color combos.
I also like my food in textures and flavors of three of the following: salty, sweet, crunchy, chewy. I love crackers and cheese and apple slices, I love raisins and pretzels, I love peanut butter and homemade jam on whole wheat toast.
When I arrange flowers it is all about the threes. I think three is my favorite number. For me it is more balanced than two, or any even number for that matter.
5. I slurp the water out of my toothbrush. My husband pointed this out to me. After I finish brushing, I rinse and then I suck the water out of the toothbrush so there isn't dripping water left in it. All the bristles in my brush are fanned out and I think it is because of this habit. Dave teases me about it.
6. I am OCD when it comes to triple checking if someone has the keys before locking the car or house. I was traumatized as a teenager on a camping trip when I accidentally locked my Dad's keys in his truck in the middle of nowhere. Oh, and the worst thing? I left the keys in the ignition and the car lights were on. I was in high school and I think I was listening to music or something. Anyway, I am now OBSESSED and ask my husband when we go anywhere if he has the keys. He has become so used to it that he says yes before I even ask. Once, when we lived in Provo, he cut me off to say yes and it turned out he didn't have them and we were locked out of our condo. hmmmmmmmm......
whatever. nerd.
I think I am supposed to tag people to write about their weirdness in their own blogs, so go for it everyone! Or else you can just post one or two as a comment here. Let me know if you write about yours on your blog so I can read it!
Case and point examples through my life:
1. When I was in 5th grade, my best friend Stacey and I would each take out a pair of scissors to recess and meet up to cut the patches of clover that dotted the playground into shapes. We would meet at the first one that we trimmed into an arrow that pointed to another patch that we had cut into a star which led to a heart which led to each of us crafting respective S and T clover initials. Lovely.
2. In about 6th or 7th grade I acquired a mad obsession for walking in sync with the person with whom I was walking. I would watch our feet and then appropriately skip a step or hop a bit until I was walking right left right left with them. For some reason I felt out of rhythm if I wasn't. How annoying would that be to have a friend who always tried to walk in the same cadence as you?
3. I don't know when each of them started but for years upon years I would play stupid games with myself. Examples are: While being driven in a car I would lift my feet every time we passed a telephone pole and put them down when we were passing the wire part and then lift again and then down.... on and on.... years of this people, years.
4. I love the number 3: I like colors in combinations of threes. If I am wearing an outfit that has two colors I look for something (a bracelet, a scarf, a barrette, a belt, SOMETHING) that throws the three in there. I like decorating my house in combinations of three too.I like odd color combos.
I also like my food in textures and flavors of three of the following: salty, sweet, crunchy, chewy. I love crackers and cheese and apple slices, I love raisins and pretzels, I love peanut butter and homemade jam on whole wheat toast.
When I arrange flowers it is all about the threes. I think three is my favorite number. For me it is more balanced than two, or any even number for that matter.
5. I slurp the water out of my toothbrush. My husband pointed this out to me. After I finish brushing, I rinse and then I suck the water out of the toothbrush so there isn't dripping water left in it. All the bristles in my brush are fanned out and I think it is because of this habit. Dave teases me about it.
6. I am OCD when it comes to triple checking if someone has the keys before locking the car or house. I was traumatized as a teenager on a camping trip when I accidentally locked my Dad's keys in his truck in the middle of nowhere. Oh, and the worst thing? I left the keys in the ignition and the car lights were on. I was in high school and I think I was listening to music or something. Anyway, I am now OBSESSED and ask my husband when we go anywhere if he has the keys. He has become so used to it that he says yes before I even ask. Once, when we lived in Provo, he cut me off to say yes and it turned out he didn't have them and we were locked out of our condo. hmmmmmmmm......
Or how about Max being weird because he has a sour cream mustache!
Or how about us both being weird because we are giving each other sour cream kisses!
Okay, so I am weird. I think we all are. I have a theory that we are all nerds in some way or another. When I used to tell my students this I would chuckle inside at the kids who would insist that they weren't nerdy at all.
whatever. nerd.
I think I am supposed to tag people to write about their weirdness in their own blogs, so go for it everyone! Or else you can just post one or two as a comment here. Let me know if you write about yours on your blog so I can read it!
12 comments:
Your weirdness is hilarious. I'm super-anal about parking tickets and having cash to pay them. "Do you have the ticket, where's the ticket?!" My husband get uber-annoyed when I do that! (ha ha)
I absolutely LOVE your nerdiness. And I agree with you that we are all nerds. I remember chris would argue that he wasn't a nerd. Wow, we've come far. I think he's learned to embrace it. Our nerdiness is what makes us attractive. I love nerds!!
I'll probably post on my own interesting traits, but it will take a bit to formulate...stay tuned.
Tiffany,
I totally slurp the water out of my toothbrush. In fact, I think that my hubby is crazy because he doesn't! It drives me nuts to see water running down the toothbrush.
I am definitely a gamer...I think that it probably started when I was in abouut 3rd grade, but I had to be the first one to shut the car door. No one else knew that I was doing it, but I was and I had to win. I like to count the letters in words over and over again on my fingers until it ends on my pinky. I don't know when this started but I still do it. I think until just recently I had to find a connection between the numbers on the clock. I still do it with phone number.
I think that I definitely qualify as a nerd. :) Thanks for helping me appreciate my inner-nerd.
What, me a nerd??? A definite one that's for sure. I mean, I had a birds nest as a hair-do in 5th grade- pretty attractive, yet I had a boyfriend named Gino- a real Italian Stallion. Okay, I do math with all the numbers I see. When I look at the clock, license plate, TV channels, DVD timer, etc. I multiply, divide, add all the numbers. Also I wear my jeans above my belly buton and watch CSPAN haha!
Those are some great weirdnesses. I don't think mine are as cool. . . every once in a while I'd go through a stage where I'd get the itch to touch all four corners of a square/rectangle object--I'd have to touch all the corners of my desk, or a placemat, the TV, or a rug, etc. I decided I was headed down an OCD shame spiral to hell and nipped that one in the bud.
I visualize how to type the words I'm thinking about on a keyboard. Imagine the worthwhile things I could accomplish if my brain weren't occupied by this bizarro habit!
Another weirdness is that I mentally correct all the spelling, grammar and punctuation errors I see in whatever I'm reading. Maybe this isn't so weird?? In fact, we should all police our own grammar this way and save others the trouble!
Also, I floss at least 2-3 times a day. I have floss in my desk, car, purse and feel very annoyed and out-of-sorts if there is none around. At least this habit is beneficial to my overall well-being.
I loved your nerdiness and I must say I played many of my own secret games in my day. Hmmm...my weirdness, I do math with numbers that I see (like Shauna said in her comment) usually figuring how two numbers on a clock can be added, multiplied or divided to equal the third digit, so if it's 6:32 I'll say that the 3 times the 2 equals the 6. I also have weird urges to push down on the tips of my finger nails to nuetralize the heebie jeebies that come when I think of nails on a chalkboard. I often have to turn down the radio in the car when I am looking for an address or pulling up to someone's house as if they are going to hear me coming? I get sudden urges to straighten everything on a desk, even when it's not my desk. I have imagniary conversations in my head, about anything, with almost anyone. I have to put my face lotion on before my body lotion because I don't want any traces of my body lotion to be left on my hands and get on my face when I put on my face lotion. I can't fall asleep at night unless I have thought through (while in bed) my routine in the morning including what I will wear. I know I have more little games that I play with myself but I can't think of them now! In any case, it was fun to read yours! I think they are a sign of a creative mind!
wow...ok, it's official, i have the weirdest sister ever. haha...tiff seriously so strange. i just want you to know that i am laughing so hard right now.I know I have a lot of nerd in me. I will sleep on it and post later. Give max a sour cream kiss for me!!
All of you are cracking me up!
I love love love that other people play games with themselves. Maybe I should start a new post that is simply about that. You made me think about other things I do. It's something you don't really think about because it has become such a rare habit.
After reading your weirdnesses I have tried some of them out for myself just to see what it would be like to be you.
Annie - keeping track of the letters on your fingers is hard! Luckily, with the first four words I tried as I was driving down the road, they had 5 letters. Too simple. I tried longer and shorter words and my fingers got jumbled up! What a talent!
Miggs - Loved the touching four corners thing. Hilarious. I touched the four corners of my light switch twice in passing yesterday thinking of you.
Woah, Al - that first one would take some major brain power. And you are right, time consuming.
As four you're grammer and spelling addiction, I can totally relate even though I now that I make mistakes know and again. It is mostly because I am going to fast because I am really embarased win I find my own errors. :)
Berli- Your lotion thing makes total sense! I tried it out this morning - and it worked! ha ha. What I'd give to hear those conversations you have with yourself.
Looks like the whole freaky thing with numbers isn't so freaky after all.
We are all a bunch of nerds!
Ha. IN 6th grade our principle thought my friends and I were a part of a gang and sniffing cocaine (we liked to eat sugar and Koolaid mixed together). So we decided to "show them" and dressed up one day all in black with crazy hair and makeup. Don't really think we were showing them anything except for how nerdy we were.
I love this topic! I married the definition of a NERD, so I definitely think nerds are attractive!! Me, I love to stare at maps all day, it drives me crazy if I don't know where some place is, and I don't like scary movies... maybe that last one just makes me a loser??
Ben is smart but he's not geeky Sarah! What is the def of a nerd anyway? I guess stereotype would be pocket protectors, bandaids holding together glasses, polyester plaid pants, super smart and socially inept?
Ben is only super smart....
I love maps too. But not as much as you Mrs. Geography major!
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