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So what is one to do on the day after Super Tuesday besides lay in bed in a post primary stupor, suffering from delayed talking head syndrome. Flipping back and forth between CNN and MSNBC, listening to all the convoluted statistics, and trying to process all the jargon was exhausting, if not completely annoying. Is there any rock those guys didn’t act like they were crawling out from under last night?

Jeez.

Thankfully, I’ve been sent a diversion. And since it’s genetically impossible for me to NOT blather myself to pointlessness at times I now present “Six Non-Important Things/Habits/Quirks About Myself,” courtesy of Ann, author of The Tombstone Chronicler and her very first meme! You do remember your first meme, right? Mine was about setting goals. And then there was this one…remember Sanjaya? And the one about layers…Jeez, and then there was one at the end of my American Idol snark session about blogging. In fact there were 14 more. Fourteen. Including the one that got the most comments I’ve ever had. Funny, though. It wasn’t a meme — it was about memes…and all the fanatic tagging that was swirling around Bloggsville last summer. Something about shameless swaggering and narcissistic swashbuckling?

So come on. Don’t all head for the door at the same time. You might hurt yourself.

Thing #1: I have recently learned that I simply cannot wait 12 weeks to have my hair done. I know. Quite the crisis. One wonders how I function. So I’ve been walking around like Pepe le Pew. Good thing I’m taller than most women I know so they can’t see this. But now that I think of it, what would they say? “Dood. What’s up with your color guy?” Yah. That sounds just about right.

Anatomy of a Hair Job

Quirk #2: I haven’t stood on my scale to see how ~~rotund~~ pleasantly plump I have grown in the past month or so. And now that I’m thinking about it, what difference does it make? Okay, so not really, but still. Just shut up and do something about it, right? Um, right. You do remember the now defunct Phoodplan, right? The fifty lubs? Well, I’ve asked and asked my VBF if she wants to get up at the crack o’ dawn and beat the streets in the dark again and well… Nada. Zip. *sigh* It was really hard, but it was fun and I felt great about it. I guess I should do something about it myself, for myself, right? You think maybe if I drove to her house in the morning and honked my horn it would make a difference? Well, outside of the armed response showing up anyway.

Thinner Bitch_0963

Peculiarity #3: I have never, ever taken my wedding ring off my finger since the MoH placed it there on the evening we were married. How’s that for ~~enough dirt to cement my induction into the sap hall of fame~~ sentimentality? Of course, if I keep eating, the fat will grow over it, obscuring it, and making my finger appear to have a gnarled knot on it. You know — like an old tree in the park.

Sentimental to a fault…

Quirk #4: People who crap in the comments and then run really push my buttons. It isn’t because they offend me. It’s more that I love a good argument. And when somebody craps and runs, it only leaves room for the conclusion that they are spineless bottom dwellers and that Bloggsville provides them a vent for their feelings of inadequacy in life.

Thing #5: So this is a good one…BlogHer sent me a check. Yes, that’s right. Income. Moolah. And as I squealed with glee and ripped open the envelope like a crazed person to read $123.34 and reached for the phone to brag to the MoH, my middle son said, “Mom. That isn’t your name on the check.” HUH? *sigh* Who in hell invited him to the party? But it was so true. The check had my address on it, and another person’s name. Granted, it began with a “K” like mine, but it was so not me. And being the honest human I am, I emailed BlogHer about it. I haven’t heard back yet, but I am imagining that this might be quite the accounting nightmare. Oops!

Habit #6: ~~I rise each morning at 4:00, don my exercise gear and bound down the stairs in the dark to jog 5 miles before returning to the pool to do laps for 30 minutes.~~ I lay in bed about a half hour after the alarm goes off each morning listening to the guy rant on the radio about anything and everything before rising to trudge through my daily routine. Life is what you make it, right?

So that’s about it for today. If you’re in the same frame of mind that I am right now, feel free to let us know just what’s quirky about you. Or tell us some things. Um…habits we don’t know about?

No?

15 Comments so far

Hi Kelly,

I’m so terribly sorry about the check error. Your address was duplicated once in the accounting firm’s system, which is what caused the mistake. It didn’t create an accounting nightmare, though it did put a bump in your day Again, many apologies.

Hi Jenifer! I just got an email response about where to send it. Thanks! And I’m glad to hear it wasn’t a nightmare. I imagined lots and lots of people in the same situation. And no bump in my day whatsoever. Nice to know someone’s making money out there. w00t!

I have so many quirks that I wouldn’t know where to start. :-/ And if I lived in Paradise or you lived in Columbus, I’d drive to your house every morning before the crack of dawn to go work out. Hehehe. I need to restart my exercise routine and I need somebody with tons of energy like you :-p

Sounds like you’re a-okay, Ben. But I tell you what…I’m thinking working out is quite a bit easier here than there…in the snow. Aren’t you guys permanently socked in? Wait. What energy? Tonight, my butt’s on the couch watching the saved episode of American Idol, tonight’s episode, and then Project Runway. Shhhh….don’t tell anybody. ‘Kay?

seeing I’m quirky central..I wake up at 5 in the morning without the alarm..can’t help myself..I think you only have a mild case of the quirkies…:)))

Hey Robert! Fancy meeting you here. Glad my stoopid comments section worked this time. As far as being quirky central is concerned, that means you’re on the right track. Life’s too short to worry about all the details. Don’t you agree? And I’m working on my mild case. It’s tiresome at best.

Hey, I wake up to the radio too, but for just about 12 minutes and then it starts to repeat all the traffic and weather. But I do get all the major news info of the day in the first 12 minutes of my day.

Hair today gone tomorrow

People do not notice you if you are thin

Wedding Ring what’s that?

Exercise is tiring

the sound of the coffee pot is music to my ears at 7 AM

Hey loripea — there’s a new guy who rants on our station and he NEVER says the time OR the weather, which is another reason I listen. Of course, while listening for each of those, I fall back asleep. I know. Turn the volume up to obnoxious.

Hi Mom — So, um, since I’m not thin, that would mean they’re looking at my roots. And there’s a holotta roots going on right now. Marcos is probably going to fire me.

I lay in bed for half an hour every morning too. I need that amount of time for my brain and body to make a connection… once we’re on the same page… I can get up :)

I think the color is fabulous… I had a beautiful pekingese
for 16+ years, Izzy (short for Isabelle) and she was what is referred to as a “party color”…absolutely beautiful…

you MUST get your hair done every 6 week.

lol @ #3

Amen @ #4

damn @ #5 xxoo

meleah, I know, I know. I splurged for seven for my next appointment. It just kills my wallet. Yanno?

Melissa — I feel so much better now. Are you serious? Party color? ROCK ON! I will definitely tell Marcos next time I go in and am in this condition. Just call me “Izzy”. How sweet…

Hi Kelly…Glad to hear all is ‘normal’ in Paradise! Sorry about the check confusion, I got real excited for you when I first read it! One day… soon!! You have NEVER taken off your wedding rings? Ever?
Hope you are enjoying your Paradise weather… snow snow snow and more snow here in Kalamazoo - there’s no chance of walking outside for, oh, 2 more months! Hey, know anyone who needs a house in K’zoo?? :)

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