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this post is dedicated to me and all my QUIRKS, but really the Good Stuff!

alarm clocks-I insist that my alarm clock (as well as Russell's if I can pursuade him) is SET on a weird time.  It's hard to explain, but I don't like my alarm clock to be set on times such as 5am, 530am, 545am, 6am, etc.  I want it to be on 532am or 546am.  It has nothing to do with more time or anything-I just prefer it that way!

words I despise include:  MOIST, fine (thanks Della-fine means--"F*ed up, insecure, nuertoic and emotional), curdling

I have issues with my eyes.  I was born cross-eyed, yea whatever, that was me!  I had to wear a patch for awhile--ehhh matey.  And then I wore crazy classes for a long time.  Blue Sally Jesse Raphael glasses.  There were awesome.  Anyways-you know when those 3-d puzzles came out and EVERYONE was obsessed with them.  You were supposed to stare at it and then eventually see something.  Well I LIED about what I SAW...ALL The TIME!  I hated not being able to see the picture.   Anyways-a couple years ago I was at the eye doctor (which by the way I have near perfect vision after all of this-without the use of contacts or glasses) and he asked me about seeing double with that goofy eye thing they make you look through.  I didn't see double, I saw one.  After a couple of tries-he learned and conveyed to me that my eyes do not work together.  Instead one takes the lead and will switch off to the other eye as needed.  This made a TON of sense for a variety of reasons including:  my depth perception stinks, I often have to verify that a car isn't coming multiple times because I have SWEET blind spots, I couldn't figure out those darn puzzles, I didn't have the best shot in basketball, etc, etc.


I used the word DETHAW for many years until my wonderful husband pointed out to me that it wasn't a word.  In fact-it was a complete contradiction to itself.

I have almost no clue how to do my hair.  Well I know how to straighten my hair but that is about it.  I can't tell you how many friends I have that I asked to teach me how curl my hair, but to no avail.  My hair is thick and long and well a pony tail is just too easy!

I can hardly buy anything for Full Price.  I know that many alot of people do this, but I mean I seriously don't (with the minor exception!).  I fully believe in thrift stores, sale racks, and percentage off sales-otherwise it's not for me.

I've told you this before, but I have a crush on Tom Arnold (I get it Roseanne...I totally do).

I blush easy and sometimes really hate that.  I used to tan sometimes so that I wouldn't blush so easy-bet you haven't heard that one too often!

I keep asking my husband about my quirks, but HE can't remember any...How the heck does that work???  We watched Goodwill Hunting the other night and seriously one of my favorite parts, where I always look over at Russ and just smile is this one:
 
“Sean: My wife used to fart when she was nervous. She had all sorts of wonderful little idiosyncrasies. She used to fart in her sleep. I thought I’d share that with you. One night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up and went ‘ah was that you?’ And I didn’t have the heart to tell her. Oh!
Will: She woke herself up?
Sean: Ah...! But Will, she’s been dead for 2 years, and that's the shit I remember: wonderful stuff you know? Little things like that. Those are the things I miss the most. The little idiosyncrasies that only I know about: that's what made her my wife. Oh she had the goods on me too, she knew all my little peccadilloes. People call these things imperfections, but there not. Ah, that's the good stuff.

~ Robin Williams as Sean Maguire, Matt Damon as Will Hunting.”


So here's to you and me and the Good Stuff!
Love,
Momma