I've been tagged by suzie. I'm supposed to list five of the weirdest things or habits about me. After consulting with my kids, er, children (smiling for suzie), I've been able to narrow my list.
1. I always have some strange nature-related experiment/observation set up on the bar that separates the kitchen from the breakfast area. Sometimes it's jars of caterpillars and chrysalises/cocoons. Sometimes it's some other bugs in a jar that I'm studying their behavior, etc. Once I had a baby black widow spider in a jar, and I fed it small bugs until it died. (I guess it didn't like confinement. Don't call PETA on me!) And right now I have a kind of terrarium set up with a snail (I named it Gary after Sponge Bob's pet snail) in it. I had two venus flytrap plants that I bought at Walmart and I had set this up to make it as much like their native habitat as possible. In a bowl were some snail shells that the kids had collected months ago. I put some of them in the terrarium as 'decoration'. The next thing I know there's a snail crawling all over the place. I guess they can be dormant for a long time.
2. Despite my lax and casual way of writing here I have strong pet peeves about writing. If I'm reading a 'properly' published article in a magazine, newspaper, or book I get very annoyed by grammatical and spelling errors. The kinds of things that really get to me are the confusion of there and their, whose and who's, it's and its, and so on. But the thing that really drives me insane is when people use "I" as a subject, a la 'do this for him and I.' AAAAAAAHHHHHH! You don't say 'do this for I' do you? I think people get confused by the rule that you are supposed to use 'I' after a form of the verb 'be'. Like, "it is I" or "it was she" and so on. But how hard is it to remember the difference? Editors should know these things. I know I'm totally anal about that. Sorry. But that's a weird thing about me.
3. I like a little (well, maybe a little more than a little) clutter. A completely stark, sterile, and uncluttered space makes me very uncomfortable. I need familiar and favorite things around me. Maybe it's because I'm such a visual person and because I orient myself by my visual environment. If someone moves my stuff it totally screws me up. Eventually, I'll clear out my space to remove the old stuff and start accumulating new stuff. David says that I really am like a mouse the way I'll gather stuff to build my nest.
4. Whether you 'believe' in it or not, I have a certain amount of 'psychic' ability. I just know things sometimes. The older I get the more it happens. Sometimes I think it's just that I'm very perceptive of my surroundings. But isn't that what ESP means anyway? Extra-Sensory Perception? I'm no John Edward or Edgar Cayce though. But finally after living with me for over 14 years David (a big sceptic) has acknowledged that I really do perceive more than the 'average'. Maybe it has to do with variations in individual sensory thresholds or something like that. But my kids think it's pretty weird.
5. And finally, I just like weird stuff. I'm not interested in the 'typical' things that society tells me to be interested in, like oh, I don't even know, stuff like Manolo Blahnik shoes and shows like Sex and the City and Desperate Housewives. Some of the weird stuff I like is somewhat dark and disturbing like Rob Zombie's music and movies. I love House of 1000 Corpses. I have a real definite dark side that I'm not too afraid to shine some light on. I like the Jolly Roger and skeletal images and bugs and snakes and bats and other things that are commonly seen as 'bad.' But I'm not all gothic or anything. Most definitely not because I also love the other extreme of frou-frou stuff like sparkly pretties and fluffy accessories that you'd imagine a typical 13 year old girl might like. My children know that I'm not like most other moms. But maybe I overestimate my weirdness?
Okay, so now "tag" you're IT... (apologies if you've already done this or if you don't want to, no pressure, of course!)