What, Is That Weird?

I’ve been tagged by Amy to tell you 7 random facts about myself.  I was tempted to go in the direction of “I have two sisters who are 8 days apart in age” (Figure that one out) or “I was once deported,” but it seems that all my bloggy friends are just listing their quirks.  I’ve got a couple of those, too, so I’ll follow suit.

1.  I *love* Q-tips.  Giving my ears a good scratch is like eating a whole box of chocolates for me.  I do it at least once a day, and Trevor makes me do it while the girls are sleeping so that they will continue to believe him that you should never put anything smaller than your elbow in your ear.  Good thinking.

2.  I almost never take showers.  WAIT!  Please keep reading.  I take baths.  My mom is the same way.  I used to take showers when I was in high school and college, but when we first got married, our student flat only had a bath tub and no shower and, well, it was kind of nice.

3.  I can sing the 50 states in alphabetical order, thanks to my third grade (I think?) teacher.  It’s probably about time to teach that to the girls, come to think of it.

4. Don’t ever ask me to do #3 for you, because whenever I am forced to sing on the spot, my eyes water.  It’s some sort of weird genetic quirk that my dad and I both suffer from that we get this performance-embarrassment-related tear-duct hyperactivity reaction.  Weird.  My dad also gets it when people are singing badly in church, and he feels embarrassed for them.   Luckily they just assume he’s gotten all emotional because their song was really moving.  Oddly, I’m okay if I am actually performing, like with background music.  It’s just if you were to say to me, “Hey Jodi, how does that state song of yours go?”  Can’t do it.

5.  I cannot bear to have my wrists or the inside bends of my elbows touched.  Not even by my husband.  It’s because I’m phobic about blood and specifically very protective of my veins and arteries.  As you can imagine, I’m a super fun stick when I have to get blood taken.

6.  I put butter on my sandwiches instead of mayo or mustard.  I include this only for Dana‘s sake, since all of my UK readership will be thinking “What’s wrong with that?”  Dana thought it was a very odd request indeed.

7.  I had 14 Cabbage Patch Kids when I was little (okay, so, probably collected until I was 12 or so if I’m honest), and I can still recite all of their names, first and middle.  Only one was changed.  The rest are all the original wacky given names.  (Oh, okay.  Since you asked: Virginia Dyan, Tanya Cynda, Lerrelle Marcella, Timothy Mark, Martina Lynn, Blaine Imala, Percy Isaac, Jobina Brenda, Fayme Gloria, Adrienne Cassie, Lynnette Alyce, Marjorie Genevra, Robert Alan, Jeffrey Martin – and I think I am officially going to blame the CPK baby-naming department for the rampant misuse of the letter Y in modern baby-naming.  Yikes!)  There you go.  That was, like, at least three quirky things for the price of one.

I’m supposed to tag  seven people to play now, but I don’t think I have seven bloggy friends left who haven’t already done this one.  If you decide to play, let me know you’re doing it so I can laugh at you be sure to read it!