I’ve been tagged by Laura at Bluestocking for an idiosyncrasies meme. Here are mine:
1. I feel naked without some form of makeup on my lips—lipstick, gloss, moisturizer, chocolate pudding. Gotta have something on my lips at all times, or I can’t think. I wore lipstick through the labors and deliveries of all my kids. I wanted them to think “Oh, a lady just pushed me out.” Grace Kelly probably did the same thing. My toenails are always painted and I wear earrings everywhere, except to bed.
2. I hold a serious grudge against any food that resembles cream cheese in texture. Especially cream cheese. I can’t stand anything that tastes like slightly turned milk. I will not eat cheese cake, or frosting made with sour cream.
3. If a food is one minute past the expiration date on a package, I can’t eat it.
4. Any time I visit a salad bar, I make the same salad: green leaf lettuce, cheddar cheese, hard boiled egg, sunflower seeds, and ranch dressing. Yes, it is the salad of a four year old. A four year old who has a serious protein deficiency.
5. If the song “Total Eclipse of the Heart” is on the radio or TV, everything comes to a screeching halt so I can sing along with great dramatics and theatrics. It isn’t my favorite song, and hasn’t even made the honor of making it onto my iPod. It is just one of those songs that demands a singalong.
I am tagging Nini in an effort to make her write again, my husband because the easiest way to get someone to do a meme you’ve tagged them for is to repeatedly threaten to flush the toilet while they are in the shower and I can’t do that to anyone else but him. I am also tagging Vashti, who has a brand-new blog and many interesting thoughts to share. I will round out my tagging with singling out some Sugarmommy bloggers, Kim, Shayne, and Edie.
LOL! My toenails are always painted too (currently, OPI Cajun Shrimp). And my salad of choice is even worse: Lettuce, shredded carrots, croutons, bacon bits and ranch dressing. We used to eat a seafood restaurant that, I was pleased to discover, served this exact salad. My parents call it a “Shayne Salad.”
Shayne…hubby calls my salad “The Gretchy Salad”. He asks “are you going to make a Gretchy Salad?” and I just look at him. Doesn’t he know me by now? I don’t think a restaurant on the planet makes my salad.
My toenails are currently sporting Ulta’s Pink Crystal.
Hi Gretchen,
Thanks for the tag. It was fun. By the way….did you go to the link under my blog “Don’t Squish the Clay?” I think you will really enjoy this parenting reflection. It only takes a couple minutes. Hope you are having a great day.
Vashti
I’m with you on the lipstick, I must have something on my lips as well. My hair must also be fixed. When I was in labor with Bella I was blow drying through contractions. I ended up compromising and just drying my bangs. I figured she would rather meet me in the hospital with a ponytail then meet me on our bathroom floor with a stylin’ do.
That’s weird! I make the exact same salad – but will also add raisens if they have them.