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my husband has this alarming habit of mixing everything together so it's a jumbled mess.
Ooh my nan used to that. She'd start off with a Sunday roast and end up with a peculiar pyramid of mush which was stained pink because for some reason she use to like beetroot with it
I love flying, I love watching the ground disappear at take-off and waiting for the bump on landing
Only ever had one mildly uneasy moment when I thought we weren't going to stop - turns out Calgary airport has a long runway. The pilot was slowing the plane down gradually instead of slamming the engines into reverse.
I can quite understand why people are scared of flying tracky - I don't think it's irrational at all .
What's wrong with sucking your own nipples, JB?
I find it rather comforting......
Although I sometimes get nervous in bumpy flights, I love looking at the fluffy clouds from above
I can hear Johnny Blaze thinking "No, DO"......
I like splitting hairs - literally
Give me a split end and I'm in heaven....
I talk to my dog all the time and often sing to her. My eldest son thinks I'm crazy especially when I change the words of songs to include my dogs name.
My toast for breakfast has to be well done and then I let it go cold before putting the butter on it.
With you on the well done toast, SS - when I pop into the cafe next to work for my toast of a morning, they have to turn the smoke alarm off But buttered when it's hot.
Left shoe before right, every time - but I'm left handed, so maybe that's why?
I like to eat peanut m+m's in colour order.
*runs off and hides before the men in white coats arrive*
Sweetest Thing Thong Merrily on High wrote (see)
I like splitting hairs - literally Give me a split end and I'm in heaven....
Aside from the tangles and the age it took to wash, dry and style it, that was one reason I had my hair cut short (earlier this year it was waist-length; now it's a jaw-length bob).
I ended up with permanent, rather sore, grooves and calluses in the tips of my index fingers from where I dug my nails in when I was splitting hairs! The skin has more or less recovered nine months on, but is slightly scarred...
At the risk of appearing a nutter..
I dislike the L and R on socks too - I put my left sock on first and if I pick up the one with R on it I feel it's a bad thing. I know it's only probability but if I get the L one it gives me a little lift
I have to eat my vegetables first and in order of colour - so green veg is always first, followed by carrots etc. Potatoes are always last. So it's green veg, other veg, main bit, potato. Bit embarrassing eating out with other people, that.
I have to talk to myself for a few minutes before I go to sleep, I find it relaxes me. If I don't it takes me longer to nod off.
Not a habit, more of a phobia.. I have a problem with coathangers - don't like the plasticky ones because of the noise and I imagine them snapping. And as for the wire ones, I don't like to touch them as they feel funny <shudders> I'm ok with wooden ones.
<turns around three times and leaves the room>
A hang-up from my nursing days - all the pillow case openings have to face in the right direction.
I only like red diaries.
Books have to go in height order on the shelf. Awkward if I've got one hardback in a series of paperbacks as then the author is out of line and the series isn't complete and sometimes there's a picture on the spines which grows as the series is completed and moving the hardback means the picture is disrupted and and and andArghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Good job you're not a librarian Moomoo!
But does she have the brown cardi?