Last week, I was tagged by CitizenX for a meme on six things about myself. The rules state: Link to the person who tagged you, Post the rules on the blog, Write six random things about yourself, Tag six people at the end of your post, Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog, Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
Okay, I have done a few like this in the past, but lucky for me (and you, dear readers), the well of my randomness may never run dry.
1. When I was younger, even just thinking about touching a dirty dish would make me gag. Nowadays, I have no compunction about rinsing off a dirty plate - with my bare hands - to put it in the dishwasher. (Yes, I have a scrub brush thing, but sometimes the hand is quicker and more efficient.)
2. I have issues about consuming calories in liquid form. I prefer to drink water at all times, except the occasional cup of coffee (wine, obviously, doesn't count). The way I see it is: if I save myself 140 calories by NOT drinking a Sprite, then a Baconator won't kill me (or maybe it will - just a little bit).
3. Along those same lines, I am a compulsive weigher. I even bought the fancy digital body fat analyzer scale because I weigh myself every day. I don't know why - it doesn't vary much.
4. I don't personally believe in divorce, but the Evil Twin and I each have one "loser" marriage under our belts. They were both huge mistakes.
5. I'm a tweezer junkie. It's not unusual for me to pluck my eyebrows two or three times a day. I don't over-tweeze, but it drives me crazy if I discover a random brow growing where it shouldn't. I take care of the offender with swift and painful justice.
6. All my life, I have been a night owl. At this point, I don't think that will ever change.
Okey-dokey. There you have it - six more tidbits of random weirdness in my life. I'm not going to tag anyone this time around, but I'll just leave it open to the universe and whoever would like to participate (hint: it's great blog material for those "I got nuttin'" days.)
Peace out, my homeskillets.