Six Things That Make Me Weird!

Well I take it that Lone Grey Squirrel thinks I’m weird! Now, what did I do to him to make him think that way? Hmmm….

Anyways, I get on my blog this morning to read and respond to the comments I received over the past 24 hours. I enjoy this task as it gives me an opportunity to interact with people who take the time to visit me (thank you!). Anyways… So I get onto my blog and the first person’s comments I read is LGS only to find out he thinks I am weird!

All kidding aside… I spend the next eight hours trying to figure out six reasons that make me weird. After the eighth hour out of sheer frustration, I ask my friend for help and when I do, she has absolutely no problem whatsoever in coming up with six things. I have to admit, however, that she was probably right on each of her six suggestions! Actually it was five that she came up with as the first one, she said that she did not know about… “No kidding!”, I responded… “It’s not like I would tell just anybody!”

So here it goes!

I love to dance to music when nobody else is around. Now I am not talking about just a little bit of boogie… I am talking about down and out Michael Jackson style…without the crotch grabbing of course. I crank up the tunes and let it rip. Now when I go to a dance, I am much more conservative in my moves to the point that I feel like I am one heck of a lousy dancer but when the rest of the family is away… I play!

I love Marmite. (For info click on the word "Maramite")In the past twenty or more years, I have kept a constant supply of Marmite in my house. I just love the stuff…especially on fresh bread. Mmmmmm Good! Now please don’t confuse me with Love Marmite Fan Club (For info, click on the fan club name) because I would certainly not be a member to any club that would subscribe to the following:

“Eat Marmite? You don't just want to eat it, you want to bathe in it, wallow in it like a hippo in mud, slather yourself from head to toe and wrap yourself in bread and butter... And you know what? That's fine. Just fine.”

Forget the club! I just want to eat the stuff!

I refuse to blow my nose within earshot of others. Man, I have this buddy of mine who would blow his nose within 6 inches of me if I let him! Now that is just downright rude! I, on the other hand, would fly to the Ozarks if I could to perform this duty just so that nobody would hear the… anyways, you get the idea!

I was told by my friend that I eat way too fast. She told me that she swears that I inhale my food. “Yes,” she had the audacity to say that inhale it! She proved it to me by showing me how much food she had left by the time I finished mine. My indigestion alone proved her right. I am trying to slow down but alas!

I wear my sunglasses at night. Yes, it sounds like I come right out of a song sung by Corey Hart. As a matter of fact, I wear them at all times of the day and in all types of weather. “Why do you?” My friend asks me. “How the heck am I supposed to know why?” I respond. She just shakes her head, smiles and walks away.

The last thing I do that makes me weird is that I love to go mountain biking in the teaming rain…not just a drizzle but an all out rain storm. I don’t know what it is but I always have gone out harder and faster when the rain is pouring off my face. Now please keep in mind that I do not go out when it is lightening but when I am already out and a lightening storm approaches, I simply hide under the largest tree I can find for safety.

Anyways, there you have it! You judge for yourself if I am weird or not. Now if you say that I am NOT weird, you are probably lying through your teeth. If you say I AM weird, you will absolutely crush me…So what are you gong to do? Lie to me or hurt me? “Abstain from commenting” you say? Good answer!

By the way... about hiding under a tree during a lightening storm ... Do you really think I am that dumb?!? Please don't answer!