Jessica…Unplugged

I’m not usually one for for tag games…but my dear friend from Colorado tagged me a little while ago and I figured I better make good.  The tag was for 6 quirky things.  HA…only 6!!  Here are 6 things you are going to wish you never knew about me!

1. I can’t sleep in a bed that hasn’t been made.  I drive Will crazy.  There have been nights where Will has been in bed and I make him get out so I can make it first(I do have days where the bed doesn’t get made until 10:00 pm).  I used to be even worse.  I needed all of the sheets and pillowcases pressed…then I had kids.  There is no time for ironing sheets anymore!
2. I’m an obsessive collector of random, USELESS information.  I could tell you that a worm’s brain is on the 3rd segment of his body and that if you cut between the 15-37 segment he will regenerate.  In Egypt, pyramid workers were often times paid in beer.  Did you know that when you bump into someone in the store because you are looking at them and can’t decide how to get around them…that little dance is called a kinesthetic stutter.  Dr. Seuss was the artist behind some of the WWII propaganda…okay I will stop.
3. If I am looking through a magazine and find a perfume that I think I might like, I rip it out and put it in my dresser drawer (satchet style)  I can tell pretty quickly if it needs purchasing or if it needs to find a home in the garbage can.
4. I love Miracle Whip.  In fact, I love it so much, I can eat it straight out of the jar by the spoonful.  AM I making anyone nauseous?
5. I have to sleep on my right side with a pillow between my knees and my ankles.  Not so weird, but I do it because my yoga teacher told me if I didn’t my heart would hang.  Even though I don’t quite believe her, that is always the reason I give Will if I want to sleep on his side of the bed.
6. My closet is organized by colors in the form of a rainbow.  I have to have all the red clothes together, then orange, yellow, green ,etc.  Heaven forbid I ever own a striped shirt that was red and blue.   I wouldn’t know what to do with myself or even know where to put it.  It would have to get condemned to my dresser…and really that isn’t as bad as it sounds.

After reading this you may think I am obsessive and have everything under control all of the time, especially if I think ironing the sheets are necesary…Don’t Be Fooled!!  And, by the way, don’t ask, I don’t iron my underwear or socks!  I assure you that I really am a type B personality,  just every once in a while I have a strong flare of type A.

Heidi, it’s all you…tag, you’re it!

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