Six Weird Things
Saint Pat has tagged me with the Six Weird Things Meme. The rules state I must:
1. Reveal six weird things about myself on my blog, and
2. Tag six people to do the same.
It has been difficult to winnow-down my list to merely six weird things about me. But here are the ones that made the cut.
1. I'm afraid to walk over those open-grill grates in the sidewalk. I am absolutely certain that either (a) they are going to give way, sending me down into a cesspool or (b) some creature from the deep will rise up and bite off my legs.
2. I can scarcely bear to be the passenger in a car. I believe I'm the best driver in the universe. That, coupled with the lack of control, makes it almost impossible for me be a passenger.
3. A "marvelous" Sunday afternoon for me is to turn on the TV and watch an NFC football game while doing all my ironing. (OK. Some of you will say the fact that I even do ironing qualifies as a supremely weird thing. I recognize the validity of your observation.)
4. I do not understand why those to whom I owe money (utility company, cell provider, credit cards, etc.) insist that I actually write and mail them a check when I and they know full well that I have money in my bank account and am "good for" the payment. The drudgery of actually sitting down and paying bills is sometimes (often) more than I can bear.
5. When coming home from a trip of more than a couple of days, I'm always afraid I'll arrive to find that the house has burned down and/or one of my cats has died.
6. I have a great need for systems and routines. For example, my morning routine never varies. I am so completely on auto-pilot that sometimes I find myself walking out the door having little recollection of having showered, brushed my teeth, chosen and donned clothes, etc. Apparently, though, I do manage to do those things each day.
Alas! There are many more where those came from. But that's six.
Now … I am required to tag six more unwitting victims. Here are my selections. Caminante. MadPriest. Elizabeth. Tobias. Dylan. Suzer. Some of you may already have been tagged; if so, I apologize. But I am pressed by Saint Pat to fill my quota of six.
1. Reveal six weird things about myself on my blog, and
2. Tag six people to do the same.
It has been difficult to winnow-down my list to merely six weird things about me. But here are the ones that made the cut.
1. I'm afraid to walk over those open-grill grates in the sidewalk. I am absolutely certain that either (a) they are going to give way, sending me down into a cesspool or (b) some creature from the deep will rise up and bite off my legs.2. I can scarcely bear to be the passenger in a car. I believe I'm the best driver in the universe. That, coupled with the lack of control, makes it almost impossible for me be a passenger.
3. A "marvelous" Sunday afternoon for me is to turn on the TV and watch an NFC football game while doing all my ironing. (OK. Some of you will say the fact that I even do ironing qualifies as a supremely weird thing. I recognize the validity of your observation.)
4. I do not understand why those to whom I owe money (utility company, cell provider, credit cards, etc.) insist that I actually write and mail them a check when I and they know full well that I have money in my bank account and am "good for" the payment. The drudgery of actually sitting down and paying bills is sometimes (often) more than I can bear.5. When coming home from a trip of more than a couple of days, I'm always afraid I'll arrive to find that the house has burned down and/or one of my cats has died.
6. I have a great need for systems and routines. For example, my morning routine never varies. I am so completely on auto-pilot that sometimes I find myself walking out the door having little recollection of having showered, brushed my teeth, chosen and donned clothes, etc. Apparently, though, I do manage to do those things each day.
Alas! There are many more where those came from. But that's six.
Now … I am required to tag six more unwitting victims. Here are my selections. Caminante. MadPriest. Elizabeth. Tobias. Dylan. Suzer. Some of you may already have been tagged; if so, I apologize. But I am pressed by Saint Pat to fill my quota of six.
posted by Lisa Fox at 4/19/2007 09:19:00 PM
8 Comments:
Ahh -- I thought I might get away unscathed! Thanks, though, because I had fun listing my six things over at my blog. Hope all is well with you!
No such luck, Suzer! And your responses are just marvelous! Towel Bar Olympics still has me crackin' up!
Are you kidding me? Six weird things? I'll try to do this on my way home from FL. This takes a great deal of work!
My dear Elizabeth, I fully understand the difficulty of this challenge. You'll note that I said above: "It has been difficult to winnow-down my list to merely six weird things." One of the delightful things about growing older is that one can dignify one's "weird things" by terming them "eccentricities."
And a very happy birthday to you, incidentally. You didn't intend to keep it a secret, I hope. {g}
Get an online checking account at your bank - every month just go online - type in the amounts and voila - not arduousness, no stamps, no mailing.
Yeah, I did that for a few months, Ann. But after they double-paid one large bill and failed to pay another (costing me a large late fee), I ditched the online bill-pay.
Yeah, I know I'm whining about my personally-inflicted catch-22.
I had been tagged by Pseudopiskie last week sometime so you can mosey on over to my place and see my oddities.
My bad, Caminante. Now I see you answered the call on your blog.
I'd love to try your salsa! I'm a fool for hot and tasty salsa.
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