weird and wonderful

Humph!! Well, Dons has tagged me to do this "6 weird things about me" thingy, so here I am. Funnily enough I had started writing a blog last night and had left it to go back to. Here it is:

Hi

I'm creeping quietly in here hoping that you'll think I've been around for ages - tho' obviously I haven't.

Since going off to Australia (which was heavenly) I came back to more course work, the Christmas madness, Alfie's accident (which affected Dons and I more than him I think) and then a heavy cold turning into tiredness and floppiness - you know what I mean?

Adding to that the fact that I don't have broadband (so I live with the situation that dear Rambling Woman couldn't bear to deal with) AND the fact that since Google have taken over I've had a really hard time even commenting on people's blogs - the worst time being when Lettuce had shared with us the good news about her mother's health.
I wrote a long heartfelt comment, only to have it rejected over and over again because I could not find the combination of words and codes that would satisfy this new, very fussy Google blog monster. It almost brought me to tears!

Since then I have tried to join the Google blog properly and I'm hoping that things will be a bit easier now.

Anyway ............ my weirdness.

I was convinced that I'm not weird at all, so I asked my nearest and dearest what they thought and they all - to a woman - agreed that I am indeed very weird. Humph!

So what things about me are weird I wanted to know? Here are some of the things they sent me, in no particular order:

'Apparently' -

• I have the LOUDEST clap in the world
• I have a funny 'photo face'
• I am a list fanatic - even going so far as to draw pictures along with my lists when preparing to go on holiday
• I stir coffee so long and vigorously it spills everywhere
• I low like a cow when I'm asleep (I know that's true 'cos the lovely Dons taped it for me when she was a child)
• I have to go round the supermarket in a particular order - it upsets me when it's messed up. And I have to pack everything in a particular order too - hate having someone pack my shopping for me.
• I have no sense of direction and no memory of how I get from A to B even when I've done the route several times (or even many times).
• I have funny choking fits at odd times - a family trait that thankfully I have not passed on to Dons or Roxy.
• I have a 'thing' about stationary, having, for example, a large collection of (pilot)pens in waiting.
• I have a thing about hangers - I can never have enough of them and very rarely let them go. I take them with me when I visit people, as I find no one ever provides enough hangers for me. I even dragged a load to Australia with me and yes! they were needed.
• I always carry everything I might possibly need with me - something for every eventuality/type of weather.
• I keep my bread in the fridge
• I never use my nice soaps because they are too nice to use.
• Instead of laying back in the bath to rinse my hair I bend forward
• I can never have 'naughty' things in the house eg chocolates, even if they are present s for someone else because I will eat them :o{
• I am always early and get panicky if there is a possibility of being late.
• I also get up hours before I need to, just to make sure that I'm ready for the day
• I ALWAYS check to see if clothes I am thinking of buying are 'dry clean only'

There's more, much more, but I'm going to stop there - pick out your own six from that lot.

~(:o})=