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Wednesday Weirdness


1.) What is your significant others worst habit?

Hmmm…that’s actually kind of a hard one. Not because he doesn’t have any bad habits. And not because he has so many I can’t pick. It’s more that while there are a whole bunch of things I bitch about (and vice versa, I am sure), I am not sure how to define the “worst”. I guess I will have to go with the moodiness. I know it’s not a habit per se, but I think that to an extent, we can choose how to react and respond to things, and he too often lets the crabbiness and bad temper reign (and I’m not saying I’m Miss Sunshine or anything, either). And while clothes on the floor and snoring on the couch and not getting shit done may drive me crazy, I don’t think they are particularly damaging like the moods can be,

2.) What piece of clothing that isn’t lingerie or an undergarment do you have that you feel especially sexy/handsome in?

To be honest, nothing. I feel fat and ugly all the time. When I was thinner, it was jeans and awesome shoes. Now, I mostly feel like hiding.

3.) If you could drink ONLY two beverages for the rest of your life, which would you pick?

Tea and beer. While I love Coke Zero, if it was all I had, I would never be refreshed in the summer (iced), nor warm in winter (hot). And I really enjoy my rum and wine, but I would either be too drunk or my head would explode. So beer it is.

4.) What is your worst habit?

My big fat mouth. Especially when I get all het up about something and tend to forget to think before I speak.

5.) Are you superstitious in any way?

Does being afraid of (non-contained) high places because I have obsessive worries that I will throw myself off the edge count as a superstition? No? Ok, then not really.

I will walk under ladders, step on cracks, never think twice about Friday the 13th, and break every single chain letter/email/text you send me.

Well, I guess I do have one superstition, actually. The only thing I get superstitious about is the health of my family. Like, if I throw a coin in a fountain or wish on a star, I will be thinking “powerballpowerballpowerball,” but will then think that by wishing for that, I will then wind up rich, but something horrible will happen to my kids or me or my family. I also won’t lie about sicknesses and/or deaths in the family to get out of something.

6.) What kind of shopping do you hate doing most? (Grocery shopping, clothes shopping, shoe shopping, etc)

Without a doubt, grocery shopping. Even with a list, I forget things and have to traipse all over the store. And usually when I am grocery shopping, I am in a rush to get home. Then I have to wait in long lines. Then I have to pay a bajillion dollars. Then I have to load the car. Then I have to unload the car. Then – THE HORROR – I have to put all that shit away. Hate it!! And if the kids are with me? Bowels of hell.

7.) What was a “fad” you remember from your childhood?

Well, let’s see. I had pet rocks, mood rings, Mexican jumping beans, and sea monkeys. Bell bottoms (the first time. Baby oil & iodine. The Bump. The Bus Stop. Weird ass shampoos (Gee your hair smells terrific, that shampoo with beer in it). Friendship pins. Dyn-O-Mite! And so, so many more.