Quirky.

Here's the skinny. I'm weird, you're weird, we're all weird.  You don't like the word weird? Ok, we can call it quirky, but they're basically the same thing. Sometimes, it's fun to talk about how weird quirky we really are. So, that's what I'm doing today, sharing some of my weirdness with all of you!

-I don't like mayo.
While, this may seem normal, my version of "not liking mayo" isn't.
I don't like the smell of mayo, the sound of mayo, I do not touch mayo, BUT if it's in something or on a tomato sandwich, I'll eat it. But if you hand me a jar of the stuff, it's likely that it will be thrown away. God gave someone the intelligent brain to invent a squeeze bottle of Duke's and that my friends, was the best invention to ever happen.

-When I'm pumping gas, the amount has to end in either a 5 or a 0.

 If I don't stop it on one of the two the first time, I keep pumping until I do. It's like OCD, except it's not.

-I love, love, love to peel sunburns.
It's almost like that instant satisfaction you get when eating crab leg. Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. Unless, of course, you don't eat crab legs then I feel sorry for you and your sad life.
That moment you crack the thing just right and the crab meat comes out in a one big, non-broken piece. It's wonderful. Just like peeling sunburns. You peel off one big piece of skin and it doesn't break! Perfection.
I tried to get one of the guys at work to let me peel his sunburn last week and he looked at me like I was disgusting.

-When I brush my teeth, I always wet my toothbrush before AND after putting toothpaste on it. 

My Granny used to do that so I guess that's where I get it from. Most people do one or the other, but let's add to my weirdness and put it in the books that I do both. 

-I can't sit still.

If I'm supposed to be sitting still, I shake. My leg, my foot, whatever I can shake to be moving. People tell me to stop shaking on a daily basis. (My foot is bouncing right now as I type.) 

-If I'm listening to someone speak, and they sound like they need to clear their throat, I clear mine.

 It doesn't help at all, but I do it. I usually give them about a minute or two for a chance to do it, then if they keep talking, I clear mine. I did it Sunday morning during church.  It's ridiculous, I know.

-And as most of you already know, I don't do birds.
I don't like fake birds, real birds, jewelry with birds, clothes with birds, hearing birds...nothing. I'm terrified that one day my eyes will be pecked out of my head. And we definitely do not need anymore blind people in the family! ha! The only bird I like, aside from dead ones obviously, are whippoorwills. You hear them, but never see them. Perfect. 

Now, I can't be alone in all this weirdness.

What are your quirks?! 

Happy Hump DAAAYY! 

XoXo

-AK