Monday, September 29, 2008

I've been tagged by Jennifer at http://mom2mycutekids.blogspot.com/, and since I've not yet typed up a riveting account of my weekend (I went to the store! And bought socks!), I figured that I would do this today.

Here are the rules.
Link to the person who tagged you.
Mention the rules on your blog.
Tell about six quirks of yours.
Tag six fellow bloggers to do the same.
Leave a comment to let them know.

Okey dokey. Just six. Hmmm.

1. I am a crazed baby name addict. Even though I can no longer have children, I still buy baby name books and haunt baby name websites. In May, when the Social Security Administration puts out the top baby names of the previous year, I print up the entire list of the top 1000 names (for boys AND girls). Then I devour it for a couple of hours until it bothers me immensely that they don't group the names by spelling, because honestly...what if someone named their child Aidan thinking that it was not that popular, and then found out when it was too late that if you combine all of the myriad Aidan spellings, the name is actually number one? Who is looking out for those people? Does no one care? So, in a fit of helpiness for all of those people that might be confused by all of the 189 spellings of Kaitlyn and who might, out of desperation, decide to name their child Nevaeh (Heaven spelled backwards)...only to find out later that Nevaeh is very popular also, I sit down and make up a list combining all of the spellings into one list. And now, all of those people that name their children Nevaeh can be warned of it's popularity in advance, and not be blindsided by those people that love the sound of Nevaeh but cannot spell Heaven or are perhaps dyslexic, so they name their child Neveah instead. Do you not agree with me that the world needs my insight? So I make up the list, with the intention of using it to help mankind, but end up with it sitting on my desk because I don't know anyone who actually cares. I do this every year. So in May? When I don't blog for eons and you think I'm possibly dead? Do not worry your pretty little heads. I'm just obsessing over whether Mia and Mya are technically the same name, or if the people that named their babies Unique were offered psychiatric help. I'll be back when the obsession passes.

2. I hate making phone calls. If someone calls me, that is fine. I can cope with that. But really, making phone calls is fraught with uncertainty. What if you call someone and they are eating? Or sleeping? Or composing a symphony? Or using the bathroom? What then, internet? They might be disturbed, and I hate disturbing people worse than I hate lima beans, and that is a lot.

3. If I am reading a book, and the plot gets really intense, and I think I might pass out from all the anxiety and nervousness...I just skip to the end and make sure that it all turns out okay. Once I know that, I can continue the book in peace. I do not understand people that do not do this. Why waste minutes of your life worrying when the end of the book is right there? Do you just LIKE giving yourself high blood-pressure?

4. Household items, including furniture and curtains, need to match or at least be harmonious when grouped together. If they clash or do not somehow balance, I get all twitchy. You know that insanity they keep spouting on HGTV about how your dining room chairs don't have to match? Are they trying to kill me? (Now, you would think that after saying this, that my house would look like something out of a magazine, but you would be mistaken. There's a lot of twitchiness going on around here.)

5. I still cut the crusts off of my sandwiches. Because I am actually four years old.

6. Bugs and spiders completely freak me out. Also mice. And hummingbirds. Oh, and possibly bats, but I've never actually seen one in real life. The IDEA of bats is definitely upsetting, though. Then there are centipedes. Really, the entire worm-like family is terrifying. And don't even get me started on opossums because, really, what is the point? Everybody is afraid of opossums. And giraffes. ::::::Shudder:::::

I have to stop now. It's far too nerve-wracking.

Okay. I'm going to cheat and not tag anyone, because I am feeling all rebellious today. If you feel the need to bare your quirkiness for all the world to see, consider yourselves tagged. However, I am making an exception for my little sister because I want to see if any of the craziness is hereditary or if I can blame it all on global warming.

15 comments:

Smilingsal said...

I'll give you a name for your list. Caeli pronounced KAY-LEE. It's a made-up name that my daughter gave to her daughter in honor of two great grandmothers: Catherine Elizabeth.

Sara @ Butterville said...

Your are too funny! I seriously laughed out loud at the sandwich one. I just pick my crusts off.
Thanks for the info. PS where have you been? It's been awhile.

Jenmomof4 said...

Thanks for visiting my blog today!

I was cracking up at the baby names! You should post them once a year so you have a record of all your hard work! :-)

Momma Malek said...

Lol. Thanks for the mid-afternoon laugh. I'm not sure I really want to think about 6 of my quirks. I like to live in an imaginary world where I have no quirks. Hmm. I suppose that would actually qualify as a quirk. And I didn't even want to think about those...

Hannah said...

I skip to the end of a good book too. I enjoy it so much more when I know how it all works out.

And I am with you on creepy crawlies.

And I pull the crusts off my sandwich too. I didn't for years, haunted by the 'starving children overseas' lectures from childhood, but one day it occurred to me that those crusts had calories and by pulling them off, the sandwich had fewer calories.

Enjoy your new socks. :)

Amy said...

Oh Gwendolyn, I am so glad I found you (thanks for the comment today!) You are so funny! I hate the phone, HATE bugs, rodents, and bats, and also cut the crusts off my bread. I even have my 6 year old telling me to "stop wasting food and just eat it!"

Sorry your dog is losing its mind! What kind of dog do you have?

bensrib said...

Gwendolyn, You and I are polar opposites in some areas. I couldn't care less what doesn't match in my house. Right now we have subflooring, a partially painted wall in the living room, dog-chewed trim in the laundry room, and unfinished toe-stops in the kitchen. And bare wires hanging out of the ceiling where the smoke alarm needs to go.

And oh my goodness, I just took a great picture of a bat last week - it's on my blog - I was actually about five inches from it when I snapped the pic. It was fascinating!

And just yesterday my husband unknowingly ran over the copperhead that was at the end of our driveway. We were all out there looking closely at it - the shape of the head, the pattern on its back. It was the coolest.

But I do agree about the phone calls. I never call people. I email.

Jennifer said...

You guys are crazy for reading the end of the book, that's like finding your gifts before Christmas, where's the fun in that!

I am not a crust lover either, never have been.

Manda said...

I'm the same way with bugs too!!!

And I've posted my 6!!!

Life With My 3 Boybarians said...

Oh my goodness, I loved this list so much that I laughed out loud and my kids came running to see "what's so funny, mommy?".

And, you know I think so 'cuase I'm leavin' a comment even though I have to type THIS to do it:

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Jackie @ Our Moments Our Memories said...

Oh, sister. I could have written every single word of the Phone Phobia. I hate it! And I always feel so weird about it, too, because I didn't think anyone else felt that way. So THANK YOU for making me feel normal.

You are a riot...love your blog!

Jerralea said...

I love baby names, too. Although, I don't think I'm quite as obsessive as you seem to be! I do love to think up baby names as if I were going to have a baby - which I'm not since my tubes are tied.

Anyway I posted my six quirky things. You can see them at http://jerralea.blogspot.com/2008/09/six-quirky-things.html

Baby Tunnel Exodus said...

Were we separated at birth???

I loooooove baby names. I drove my husband plum crazy for 10 months each time. :o) What about __? How about __? When he said I could have a public blog as long as I didn't use real names I lit up like Christmas that I got to pick 5, count em 1-2-3-4-5 new names!
(I'm Whitney w for wife, Harrison h for Husband, Owen o for oldest, Max m for middle, Yvonne y for youngest) Cause I'm creative like that. When we were naming our babies (and by we, I mean I), I poured over the Social Security published list of popular names because I didn't want to name our children anything that 12 other kids in their class would have.

I used to be a receptionist, so now I only talk on the phone when I have to. It makes my husband a little crazy.

I Totally read the end of a book when the insert scary music part of a book comes up!

Seriously; it's not eclectic - it Does Not Match. Makes my eye twitch a little. My bathroom cleaners match my bathrooms. I know... took it too far in my OCD on that one.

I don't cut the crusts off my sandwiches, but I DO put chips inside them. Because I am actually 5. LOL.

I am terrified of anything with more than 4 legs. Or less than 2. Jumped of a second floor balcony once (spider. on. the. door!) and I'd do it again today. I can't even look at lobsters or crabs cause their just water spiders to me. Note to self: don't ever try the overcoming your fear therapy approach. Trust Me.

Bwaaaahahahaha! Blessings, Whitney

daisy said...

Too, too funny. And I'm not sure if I can post mine cuz it would be too much information out there. Then if people talk to me about it, they act like I should immediately know what they're talking about. And if I wrote it a week ago, I'll be looking at them like, "huh??" And it'll just be awkward. But I'll at least think about it.

Amy said...

LOL!:) You are too funny! Thanks for the giggles with this post.

God Bless,
Amy:)