5 Weird Things About Me

My sister 'tagged' me. Which in her mind means that I have to writed 5 weird things about myself. I don't think I'm so weird...but people who know me think I am. So I'll try to put some oddball things about me.

1) If there is a room full of 100 men, and only 1 is Italian ... I'll be able to find him. I think it's radar. But maybe it's because Italian men exude sexuality. I usually gravitate to the men who exude sexuality...maybe it's subconcious, that's the only thing I can think of. Oh yeah, and they have to be from Italy... not the ones who have been North Americanized.

2) When I eat a submarine, I make my fingers into a little steeple so that all of my finger tips are touching each other in a downward 'V' shape. I never noticed this until my best friend pointed it out. I try not to do this anymore...but it's another subconscious thing. When I see my friend laughing I look down and my fingers are steepled. (she gets a glare)

3) I think before I speak, actually it's more like....'did I say that out loud'???? Does that count? Like the time I was in Ottawa with Keri, and there was this guy who was being an idiot and calling for the cops because someone was being mean. So, I thought I was making fun of that guy in my head. Going on about how he wanted to be bent over, and frisked and handcuffed. We were at the crosswalk, waiting for the walk sign. Then I happened to look up and see that the other people at the crosswalk were laughing. Then I look at Keri...." did I say that outloud???" She just started to laugh. I do that all the time. Although, I'm really working on trying not to mouth off at Hell's Angels anymore. My family thinks that I'll get myself killed someday... as a result of my mouth.

4) When I blip/burp/belch or pass some other type of gas...I always say excuse me. (believe it or not girls do that! I'm talking about passing gas, not saying excuse me) Even if I am alone and I'm half asleep...I'll still murmur...scuse me. My mama taught me manners, yes she did!

5) I'm a curious little chit. If there are buttons or levers or unexplained doors...etc, I want to play and explore. When I pass a parking thingamajiggy, I press the button for a ticket to come out. In the hotel...I try the non-hotel room doors. In Jamaica, I found an unlocked door for piping that went down the 13 floors. (creepy if you have kids.) It's like I want to do all those little things that I'm not supposed to do. Like on the bus this one time...this kid in front of me had on this toque with a big dangling pom-pom. I just wanted to honk the pom-pom. So I kept sneaking my hand up to his pom-pom and went honk-honk. ( I got to do that a couple of times.) Keri just shook her head at me...she tried to smack my hand away, but I was too quick for her.. ha ha ha. Actually I think it was because she was afraid that if she hit me...I would end up smacking the kid in the head. I never got caught. (hee hee)

6) Whenever I go to a hotel...I have to jump on the bed. Not with my butt...but actually get on the bed jumping up and down laughing and going wheeeeeee...heee heee heee. Yes, I am a big kid.

I'm sure people who know could think of more...but frankly, my brain is mush right now.