When The Queen of Everything (And fellow Meat Club member) tags you to do a meme, you do the freaking meme.
So, I'm supposed to list 6 weird facts/things/habits about myself. I could only think of 3, which in itself is weird, so I asked my husband to help me out.
"If you had to make a list that included weird facts about me, what would be on that list?"
Here are his answers and I am not making them up.
a) You don't like peas.
b) You won't use sponges becaues you're afraid of germs (which, TOTALLY A LIE. I will use sponges, but only ONCE, then, I trash it.)
I think his list of things that make me weird actually make HIM look like The Weirdo. Not liking peas makes me WEIRD? I thought that made me Very Normal. Who in the hell LIKES PEAS?
So, because he was of no help whatsoever, I have been forced to come up with my own list. Here goes it.
1. During an earthquake, my first reaction is to run to the toilet to pee because OH MY GOD, what if the toilet system breaks and we are unable to use them for days? I MUST GET THE PEE OUT NOW! Obviously, now that I have kids, the first thing I do is check on them, bring them to a "safe place" and THEN I go pee. But, before kids? Straight to the bathroom I'd run. Infact! In 1992 there was a pretty large quake and I was on the toilet through most of it. PEEING!
2. I am scared of raw chicken. Any raw meat for that matter. I hate touching it and sometimes I'll dry heave when cooking it. I am also very paranoid that the meat isn't "cooked enough" and almost ALWAYS end up overcooking meat. For instance, last night, I cooked meatloaf. The instructions said to cook for one hour. I cooked it for 1:45, JUST TO BE SAFE. It tasted like Meatloaf jerky. BUT NO ONE DIED FROM ECOLI, SO THERE.
3. I HATE the taste of beer, BUT! The smell of beer? Makes me horny.
4. I am overly concerned with "Safety Issues" and whenever I am out in public, I am always "planning an escape route, just in case of emergency" and am also "scoping out possible safety hazards." Example: when me and my sister went to see my brother's group perform, I noticed there were candles on the tables, right next to dried out flowers. I panicked inside and started asking the people to a)either blow out the candles or b) move the dried flowers away from the candles because HELLO PEOPLE? Fire hazard. Another example? The club we went to on Saturday night was packed out and all I kept thinking was "OMG. What would we do if there was an earthquake?" I asked my sister if I was the only one worried about such a thing and her response was "Um, YES." I played it off like "haha, I'm not really worried" but I secretly had scoped out the table in which I would dive under to "duck and cover."
5. I've never admitted this one out loud to ANYONE. Oh man. Ok. Hello, my name is Y and I am afraid of wearing sunglasses when I drive because what if I get hit and my air bag goes off? Will the force of the airbag not push the sunglasses deep into my face, possibly pentrating my skull, leaving me a huge ass gaping hole in my face, or quite possible DEAD?
6. I take videos of myself doing aerobic dance moves named "The Monkey" and then add a little of my own choreography called "Da Butt" because I think I am such a great aerobic dancer (even though, haha, I really am a horrible dancer) and then POST THAT VIDEO ON MY BA-LAWWWWG for The Internet to see just to prove that I would SO BEAT YOU in a dance off.
I almost forgot! I am supposed to tag 6 people and I'm SO tagging people.
I hate peas to. What is with all t hat mush? Yuck.
I love the smell of alcohol (beer or otherwise) on a man's breath. It turns me into a tiger..groowwl..
I'm kinda weird about sponges too but what I do is just throw them in the dishwasher every time I run it. Presto. Sterile sponge.
And...I guess I won't tell you about the carcinogens (cancer causing agents) that occur when you overcook meat. {cough}