6 Quirky Things About Me...

Let me start off by saying that the only reason I'm revealing any of these things is because I was "tagged" by Katie, and so I feel obligated to come through. (Maybe that's one of my quirky things...not being able to let things slide...) Also, I should point out that I'm more quirky than "normal" so this list shouldn't be much of a suprise to anyone. If you feel you would be better off by NOT knowing this stuff, then by all means, please stop reading now. Heaven knows I need all the friends I can get, and I'm pretty sure that my revelations won't help gain, or keep, the ones I already have... ;)

Here it goes:

1. I believe that a long, hot bath can cure almost anything. Kevin can attest to this, especially this week because I have had the most awful flu since Sunday night and have probably taken 15 baths. For me, there's nothing better than soaking, weightless, is a tub full of scortching hot water after puking my guts out. Kevin says that I'm "just stewing in a tub full of germs", but to me, it's the only way to feel better.




2. And then there's driving...oh where to begin....When I'm on the freeway, and know that I have to exit the freeway I'm sure to get over in plenty of time as to not cut off anyone or cause any accident or possible death because I didn't allow myself enough time to get over. This drives Kevin crazy because I will get over, usually behind a "slow" car ("slow" to him being the people actually driving the speed limit)and wait for my turn to exit. I find that I prefer this to the nail biting, 4 lane crossing, near fatal way that Kevin does it...always at the last minute.




3. I love Barry Manilow. I know you all thought that I only loved Josh Groban, but you were wrong. I own every album Barry Manilow ever made. I've been to concerts. I have a t-shirt with his ugly mug on it. I love his music. I used to sit next to my parent's console stereo when I was young and listen to his 8 tracks, singing at the top of my lungs. Great memories.




4. Speaking of singing...I like to believe that I can sing. I love to sing. I really can't sing...at all. It's really scary, actually. But, like the Little Engine that Could I will go on saying, "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can".




5. I can't go to bed at night unless I've checked the doors and garage doors a few times to make sure they're locked. (I won't even tell you how many because I know you're all just thinking I'm seriously OCD!!!)




6. I can't eat an apple with the peels on it. It must be peeled. And cut into little wedges. There aren't many things that I dislike worse than biting into a whole, unpeeled apple. I hate the peels. They have no taste and they get stuck in your teeth. The apple must be peeled. That's all there is to it! I don't really know why...that's just the way it is.

So, there you have it. It's been nice knowing you all!!

For those of you willing to look past all of my quirky-ness, I thank you. True friends are hard to come by!!

So, in spirit of the "Quirky-ness" I tag Melissa, Michelle, Kat, and Sara, Lori, and Nikkel. ;)