However, since I seem perfectly normal to myself (heh), I asked Jeff for help. He said, "Weird? I don't know. How 'bout annoying?" I knew it was a joke because he's funny like that, but that didn't stop me from asking him about 10 times over the next hour, "Fine, so just what are are the annoying things about me?" (I don't know; I think I might have found one of them.)
So, I guess we'll save the annoying things for another post. Here's what I came up with for the weird and/or unusual stuff.
35- I get anxiety attacks and pass out at the sight of (and sometimes just the thought of) blood.
Here's a short list of just a few of these instances...
- elevator at a hospital (visiting my mom after her mastectomy- my friends thought I was joking and just left me there on the floor)
- parking lot of the tattoo parlor where I got a quarter inch daisy tattoo (and again in my front yard when showing it to my mom)
- picking my cat up at the vet after being spayed
- when I got my bellybutton pierced (both in the chair and at home in the bathtub cleaning it)
- touring the radiology wing of a newly built hospital (it didn't even smell like hospital yet, just new paint and carpet)
- in Anatomy Lab
- a particularly heavy nosebleed of Joey's at 2:30 in the morning
And here's a couple of other pictures from the day (though they're not of me, but of one of my best friends at the time and her brother)...
33- I've been conditioned like Pavlov's dogs when it comes to Mexican food. I cannot listen to mariachi music without needing to eat green chili the next meal. And I'm starting to get this way with Bollywood music and Indian food.
32- I threw up for 8 of the 9 months that I was pregnant with Joey. By the time I went into labor (still throwing up) I couldn't even remember what it felt like to not be nauseous. I honestly worried that I would never feel well again. And then 1 hour after Joey was born I was happily scarfing down my favorite pizza (sausage, mushroom and green chilies). Thanks Jenny; you're so awesome for getting it!
31- Gardening was one of only two things that made me feel better when I was pregnant and nauseous. I won't go into details on the second thing. ;)
30- My sister and I used to fight over who would be first to use the 'bellybutton' in every new tub of margarine my mom bought.
29- I can tie a knot in a cherry stem using only my tongue.
28- I reread at least one of my favorite books once a year (To Kill a Mockingbird, Daisy Fay and the Miracle Man, Prodigal Summer, The Hitchhiker's Trilogy: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy; The Restaurant at the End of the Universe; Life, the Universe, and Everything, So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish; Mostly Harmless).
27- When I was a kid, my dad bought me my own little gold pan.
26- Instead of sucking my thumb or twirling my hair like most normal kids, I used to play with my mom's hands. I'd play with her fingernails or rub two fingers together and listen to the sound. This is probably one of the weirder things about me. That and the fact that I still do it, to Jeff who lets me rub the tops of his fingernails even though I'm a grown woman and shouldn't have nervous twitches like that. (hum, did we find annoying thing number 2?)
So, anybody who knows me in real life... feel free to chime in.
Anything I'm forgetting
Great list, Wendy!
ReplyDeleteI, too, have the ability to tie a cherry stem into a knot in my mouth. It's a rare but useful talent! LOL!
Thanks for playing! :)
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I hear you on the blood thing, and take it a bit further into being grossed out by bodily fluids in general. But blood, yeah, that's the worst.
I was getting light headed reading about the blood thing.. oooooooooahhhhhh..... *green faced*
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Thanks for leaving the good advice on my own blog :) I love the fact that you faint at the sight of blood yet can jump out of a hot air balloon!
ReplyDeleteI personally have no issue with gore, I worked in a care home and blood, urine, feces, vomit and that were just all part of the job - but my biggest fear is heights, not being high up. I love when I climb and go flying, but the thought of falling... eek!!
Keep up the good blog!
I can't think of any other weird things about you... let me know when you're ready to talk about mean things you've done to your little sister. Actually, all the amazing things you have done for me far outweigh that night you scared the bajeezus out of me :)
ReplyDeleteOh, and I totally know what you mean about the mariachi music and Mexican food!