- When I unload the dishwasher with the plastic bowls (which are in 4 different colors), I have to make sure the colors are separated - so no pink and pink, it must be pink, green, purple, and blue - or in whatever order so that it's no two of the same together. Weird? Definitely, but keep reading!
- I talk to all the drivers around me - some say it could be road rage, I definitely would not say it is so harsh. I've been a LOT better with Madeleine with me - so now the drivers that don't do what I would like them to do are now referred to as "ding dongs" or "doofus".
- I LOVE the mail, it is seriously an obsession, stemmed from being a little girl receiving my birthday cards from my aunt and grandparents at my birthday and fueled into overdrive while 2,000 miles away at college, I take that back, really crazy into the mail when I was waiting for my husband to return home from his mission. I think the mailman must have thought I was pyscho all the colorful mail going to and from my mailbox. The funny thing was growing up I had the most awesome mailman - Dennis, and when we moved into the house we are now in (across the street from the neighborhood I grew up in) we had the same mailman. He was fabulous - so friendly would always stop and talk and would never drive by without waving - I almost cried two years ago when he retired. I understand that evite is super simple and convenient, but there is nothing better than receiving an invitation in the mail.
- I am slowly outgrowing this next quirk. When Madeleine was first born (and up until she was about a year), I was obsessed with keeping her clean - and from strangers touching her. I still cannot understand what would possess a stranger to come up and touch my baby's face/hands (YUCK!) I was definitely not afraid to tell well meaning strangers to keep their hands to themselves - a little zany, yes, but I credit my craziness with keeping my baby from having any illness in her first year. Now I try to tell myself that it is okay for her to be around a little bit of germs, I've actually read that it actually helps improve a developing immune system and in some instances can possibly help a child from developing food allergies or diabetes - we'll see. So I'm a work in progress on this one.
- Everynight before I go to bed I HAVE to brush my teeth, wash my face, and say my night time prayer - I cannot sleep until my "routine" is complete!
- Memories mean everything to me, I have a "memory box" that I've kept with ridiculous memorabilia since I was a small child. I have a hard time throwing away "memories" - like Andrew wanting to throw away our ski tags from this past winter's ski trip. He has helped me to be better on throwing more away, but it is still hard sometimes. That is why pictures are so important to me. Andrew's mom died when he was 10 and there are not a whole lot of pictures from when he was little - it makes me so sad! I know a lot of my friends are surprised sometimes by the things I remember, but it's just because they mean a lot to me and I don't like to forget. Scrapbooking has been a great outlet for this quirk, and I have especially enjoyed diving into the digital scrapbooking era.
So I hope you have gotten just a little bit of enjoyment from my quirks, and I hope your day is great!






























