Hot Like Ebola!!!: Five Idiosyncrasies

Alright, so I never get tagged for any of these memes, but since I have seen it everywhere (and I mean everywhere), I figure I'll give it a shot. Here are the first 5 idiosyncarasies I can think of:

1. I LOVE dirt. I have loved dirt ever since I was a little girl. I mean, I like playing in it, analyzing it, looking at it, farming it, driving over it, and smelling it. On our honeymoon to Morro Bay, We drive by all these farms and vineyards that had the most amazing soil. I tried to convince Matt to pull of the road and go roll in it, but he was unconvinced.

2. I used to speak like very typical Valley girl (I did, after all, grow up in The Valley). I said "like" All The Frickin Time. This changed when I worked for a horse trainer with a Master's in Speech Therapy. It drove her crazy, and she would stand in front of me when I spoke and count (on her fingers) every time I said "like." That, in turn, drove me crazy, so I stopped saying it.

3. As much as I love dirt, cleaning toilets, and sticking my hand up cow butts, I am really sicked out by a lot of household chores. Washing really gross dishes, cleaning the fridge, cleaning out the car, and taking out the trash make me gag. I get Matt to take out the trash, but alas! the dishes I must wash.

4. Every night, I sleep with earplugs. I am a very light sleeper, and my husband snores. As a result, I go through at least 15 pairs of earplugs a month. I am, however, quite good at putting them in! I never wore earplugs before I got married, but now I can't sleep without them even if I am not sleeping next to a freight train.

5. I am afraid of many things. Heights, bugs, enclosed spaces, pain, riptides, and the list goes on. Very few of these fears are the result of negative experiences. I have never fallen from a great height, never been caught in a riptide, never been buried alive, etc. It's strange, because a lot of people thing of me as tough, but I live my life very fearfully.

:: submitted by Jenevieve, 8:51 PM
id="comments">3 Comments:

next time I do a meme, I'm tagging you. ;)

Anonymous, at 10:20 PM

I remember sleeping with earplugs! I had really great ones, too. They were the ones that the guys in the pressroom wore, the guys who worked alongside the printing press all night (I used to work at a newspaper, and I stole 'em from work by the bunches). They were cute and green and squishy.

And my hubby still snores. Now, though, I'm just less self-conscious (and feel no guilt) about kicking him to get him to turn over and shut the heck up.

Anonymous, at 3:09 AM

I made my husband go to a sleep study. Turned out he had apnea, and now sleeps with a machine--but the white noise is so great!

LOL at number 3--the first sentence just slayed me to bits :)