{Flip My Flop}
I got tagged by HeatherPride some time ago. I never follow all the rules of tags; I only ever write them, but rarely do I pass them on. I'm the kind of kid who ruined the chain letters for everyone else. Sorry everyone. Stop reading my blog if it bothers you that much.
Maybe you already knew...
...but just in case you didn't:
Six Things Which Flip My Flop:
1. I have brushed my teeth in the shower since high school. Saves water. Plus, I like that I can let the toothpastes suds run down my chin in minty rivulets. Kind of like I'm a heathen, except I'm taking a shower so not really.
2. Poor Kyle hates it when I do this. [Not that he's ever seen it happen, because this is a family-friendly blog, and for all intents and purposes, we sleep in two separate twin beds just like Lucy and Ricky did. In fact, he only knows about it because he's reading this post right now.]
3. I wear contact lenses. They are clear, not coloured. My eyesight is so poor, they can't even make coloured lenses that would also help me see. If contact lenses were glasses, mine would resemble those little flip-out dome things (they must have a name!) kids buy for five tickets at Pistol Pete's Pizza. Or a pair of plungers. I wouldn't be able to blink.
4. I find most nursery rhymes and children's songs depressing. "I don't know why she swallowed that fly; perhaps she'll die???" How awful! I had a kamikaze fly enter my ear canal once, and it was terrifying. I can only imagine swallowing one, plus the entire zoo that came afterwards.
5. I eat dill pickles. Daily. With cheese. Cheddar, mozzarella, neufchatel, camembert...any cheese will do. I even eat dill pickles with cheese-flavoured processed snacks, like reduced fat Cheeze-its™ and cheesy rice crackers. Tonight for dinner, Poor Kyle and I had whole dill pickles, chilled, sliced and covered with nacho cheese Doritos™.
6. Poor Kyle says, "You're pretty sensitive about your travels. It breaks your heart to take any kind of road trip at all--business or pleasure--and not stop to tour every little tiny detail of the area." He's right--it's true. And really, can you blame me? I love places.
And as a bonus, because it's Monday and you probably need a little pick-me-up...
7. I once pepper sprayed myself. [It was not my proudest moment.]
2. Poor Kyle hates it when I do this. [Not that he's ever seen it happen, because this is a family-friendly blog, and for all intents and purposes, we sleep in two separate twin beds just like Lucy and Ricky did. In fact, he only knows about it because he's reading this post right now.]
3. I wear contact lenses. They are clear, not coloured. My eyesight is so poor, they can't even make coloured lenses that would also help me see. If contact lenses were glasses, mine would resemble those little flip-out dome things (they must have a name!) kids buy for five tickets at Pistol Pete's Pizza. Or a pair of plungers. I wouldn't be able to blink.
4. I find most nursery rhymes and children's songs depressing. "I don't know why she swallowed that fly; perhaps she'll die???" How awful! I had a kamikaze fly enter my ear canal once, and it was terrifying. I can only imagine swallowing one, plus the entire zoo that came afterwards.
5. I eat dill pickles. Daily. With cheese. Cheddar, mozzarella, neufchatel, camembert...any cheese will do. I even eat dill pickles with cheese-flavoured processed snacks, like reduced fat Cheeze-its™ and cheesy rice crackers. Tonight for dinner, Poor Kyle and I had whole dill pickles, chilled, sliced and covered with nacho cheese Doritos™.
6. Poor Kyle says, "You're pretty sensitive about your travels. It breaks your heart to take any kind of road trip at all--business or pleasure--and not stop to tour every little tiny detail of the area." He's right--it's true. And really, can you blame me? I love places.
And as a bonus, because it's Monday and you probably need a little pick-me-up...
7. I once pepper sprayed myself. [It was not my proudest moment.]
Labels: what I'm about
posted by Camille @ 1:19 PM
14 Comments:
Well, you have to check out Laurie Berkner for some happy kid music :-) Just took a ride on The Short Bus to get here, I like it! Happy week
I remember when you would roll your french fries with sliced pickles, and then dip them in Ranch. Good old Carson! It is suprisingly (sp) good!
okay serious pickles and doritos camille? I am pregnant and that doesnt sound good. I still love you though.
Millie,
I never heard about the time you pepper sprayed yourself! Wow. How did I not know this??? That certainly sounds like an interesting blog. Did that happen with the pepper spray I gave you so you wouldn't get raped in NYC?
1) I'm the same way about traveling. If I don't hit all the spots I feel cheated.
2) I love pickles! And now I have to introduce you to the best pickle I've ever had: The Wickle. Try them if you like spicy stuff. I heart wickles.
3) Pepper-sprayed yourself? You really have to make this its own blog entry. I'm dying to hear that story!
Oh Camille! You are right because it is Monday I did need a pick-me-up and that totally made my day! I LOVE IT!
I have a question to be added to your Thursday posts' list.
Why do you put brackets around your titles? You don't do it all the time, but probably half of the time, so you must have a reason for it. So, why? What does it mean? (By brackets, I mean { }. I don't know what those are called.)
Or you don't have to wait until a Thursday. You can just answer me here, if you'd like. :)
Thanks!
D.P.s are amazing!
But really, does it save water? If it prolongs your shower at all, you are using more water per second out of the shower head than the faucet. I suppose you can't put the price on sudzy mouth though. Oh and if you are striving for PG, birth control might not be the best topic. not that I'm complaining. A PG-13 Archives would no doubt be highly entertaining.
Ah very efficient indeed. Thank you for the enlightenment. I found that many Japanese had a similar habit. Of course, their shower was a two foot by two foot tub.
I always loved pickles but it wasn't till i was friends with you that i doubled them up with cheese. You have changed my life!!!
and i had forgotten completely about the pepper spray incident. I think I laughed for weeks on that one. Only because you didn't get me with it.
I thought we could be friends because I brush my teeth in the shower, too. But then I read the pickles and cheese thing and now I am reconsidering. Maybe instead we could be friends who just see each other occasionally...
(Thanks for the blogroll shout out!)
Can we hear the rest of the pepper spray story!?
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