I have been tagged by Bluestarchronicles. This meme is to tell 6 weird things about myself.

Six weird things are hard to come up with especially after being told I’m ‘perfect’ (thanks mother), but I will try.

First, here are the rules for those that I tag:

“Each player of this games starts with 6 weird things about you. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says you are tagged in their comments and tell them to read your blog.”

  1. To copy my mom’s number one, I only can sleep with one pillow, doesn’t matter how big the bed is, one pillow is plenty and the rest get thrown in the floor. I like the since of freedom from clutter that having a bedful of pillows takes away.
  2. Everything to me is either black or white, there is no inbetween. Must come from years of dealing with scummy people at work.
  3. I’ve never been a big fan of Strawberries but I’m expanding my horizons. I’ve gotten to where I’ll eat strawberry flavored things but I still have to have the chunks extracted. For example if I get a strawberry shortcake, I order the syrup without the actual strawberry chunks, people look at me weird but oh well.
  4. On that note, I’m all about the texture of foods. If something is suppose to be creamy, don’t put anything chunky in it or I won’t eat it.
  5. I love touching soft things. My mom told me when I was little I would take her slips out of the drawer and rub them through my fingers. I still like soft things, for example my sheets are GREAT, best thing my ex ever gave me. I rub them and it soothes me.
  6. I use to have a nail biting problem, but now that I have ventured into the world of fake nails, I sometimes (quite often) will sit with one finger in my mouth tapping my nail on my tooth. Some people say it’s sexy, but it annoys others 😉

I’m sure I have other weird tendencies that are more extreme than the ones listed but those are the ones that came to mind. Back to work now!


MeNow I know what many of you are thinking, poor kid.

Many of you are probably wondering what kind of addict I’m talking about as well. My title may be in slight exaggeration because I was well out of the house before my mother developed her addiction. Her addiction isn’t to drugs or alcohol, it is actually much worse than that … it’s to blogging.

I have tried every intervention I could think of to get her to stop blogging and pay attention to me and the rest of the family (my poor dad), however, I failed and like the old saying goes ‘if you can’t beat them, join them’…well here I am.

In fact I can’t even take credit to opening this page, she did it … any decorations you may see, not from me … however since I’m so new to the blogging world, I’ve asked for her assistance … and crowded in my inbox are emails upon emails of instructions of how to blog.

I guess a girl will do anything for attention from her mother!