ooh thats just reminded me when i'm on a plane if it banks over i try to lean the other way pressing down on the arm rest as if i could possibly level it back up!!! I do need lots of gin and tonics when flying other wise i'm very scary!!!
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
moomoo, last time i flew when i started to panic i just imagined i was in a bus on a bumpy road and it worked a treat ! calmed right down! My hubby couldn't believe how different i was! not lifted my feet up off the floor though will try that next time see if it helps too
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 wish I could be like that screamapillar, i know my fear is irrational but i work hard trying to control it and I don't let it stop me travelling!! I just can't enjoy it as much as i'd like! I do love the meals on planes though they're the best, not had a bad one yet!
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?
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...
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.
I HAVE to walk on the left of people. I feel very strange if I'm on the right. I've been like this for years and I've started to notice that it's like that in my dreams as well....
I eat sweets in colour order....
I have to click my left knee every time I drive....
Aitch..... is your hearing better in your right ear? That may be why you're more comfortable walking on the left of people, so you can hear them better.
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 and Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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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*
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>
I eat sweets in colour order....
I have to click my left knee every time I drive....
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 and
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I refuse to lend out my books
Good job you're not a librarian Moomoo!
But does she have the brown cardi?