Oh my, do I have to limit it to 7 things? hehe Lisa tagged me to do this, so here it goes. Also, I have gotten to where I don't care if people think I am weird anymore. Growing up people used to think I was weird just because I was part of the "Philhower" clan. In my forties looking back, I think kthey were just jealous because no matter what problems our family had, we stuck together and we did alot of things as a family. So here goes!
*I keep a regular plate, saucer, bowl and a set of utensils at work to eat my lunch on. I don't like to waste paper or styrofoam plates.
*I don't like to sit around and watch a lot of TV. It doesn't relax me, it bores me and I get fidgety. I prefer just to watch the programs I enjoy and then do something else.
*When I run errands on weekends, I don't care if I don't wear powder and blush, but I have to put on earrings or I feel "naked".
*I like to eat leftover steak cold. Sometimes I prefer it over eating it when it is freshly grilled. I don't think this is weird but alot of people think eating cold steak is weird for some reason.
*I don't dry most of my clothes all the way. I dry them enough to fluff them to get the wrinkles out and then I hang them up to finish drying.
*Living in a hurricane state hasn't gotten me used to them, instead I get freaked out about getting separated from Mike or Laura, Pat and the kiddos.
*I prefer the looks of a hard working, calloused hand man over a pretty boy manicured hand looks.
Well, I did it. I had to do more thinking on it than I thought I would. Given time, I am sure I could come up with alot more weird things abou me. Now I am going to tag
Laura and Cathy.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Seven Weird Things About Me
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3 comments:
Yeah, that clothes drying thing is pretty weird. I've always thought so.
I know I have a lot of weird things about myself to list. I'm just going to have to think of the ones I don't mind everyone knowing about...hahaha.
I just wanted to thank you for your kind thoughts and prayers.
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