Anyway, Saturday is a pretty good day to do this, so here goes:
I'm pretty sure the Crotchety Old Lady is mad at me. I do have a way of annoying nearly everyone, and she is far from immune from my annoying habits. But she is kind of passive aggressive, and I often miss out on her signals. I may have gotten one the other day, but I'm not positive. She packs lunch for me every day. Has done this for years. Even when I'm home just working in the blogoshpere, because, well, I treat this as my job for now. And I am getting the occasional chck from Google, so I'm a professional blogger. Doesn't matter that I make around 12 hours a dollar, it's the principle.
And usually, she packs me such a nice lunch, a cookie, a granola bar (fiber is my friend) some fruit, and a nice sandwich on whole grain bread.
Today, I got a half of a stale roll, a jar of mayonnaise, a tomato, and a Slim Jim.
Is she giving me a hint that somewhere I may have crossed some line?
On to other business.
I received a meme from Susan at http://soul-to-soul.com/ that was probably written just for me. It wants me to list things about me that are either boring or quirky.
Yes, those who know me well, are right now wondering how I will only choose 6 as I am extremely quirky, and rather boring. To be honest, most of my traits cross over into both realms.
Here goes:
1. I eat the same thing for breakfast every day, depending on what day of the week it is. If it's Sunday, pancakes. Saturday, an omelet and toast. Monday through Friday, Peanut butter and jelly.
2. I eat the same thing for lunch every day, depending on the day of the week. Monday through Friday, peanut butter and tomatoes (in season--off season, I eat PB&J) Saturday and Sunday, grilled cheese.
3. I eat weird food combinations, i.e. peanut butter and tomatoes. When we are away from home, and I have breakfast out, I often get French toast, which I cover with ketchup.
4. I have a wardrobe obsession similarn to the TV character, Monk. Almost all my dress shirts are light blue, and in the same style. Mrs. Crotchety has to force me to wear something else.
5. I have a mental block concerning colors. I've been told dozens of times what colors puce, fuschia, chatruese, and magenta are, but if I was on a quiz show, and had to pick them out, I couldn't. For all I know they are the same color.
6. I love stoner movies, although I'm not now, nor have ever been a stoner. Never used any drugs associated with stoners. Not even once.
I'm supposed to tag others, but I don't like to do that. But if anyone wants to participate
Rob at http://wwwdidimisssomething.blogspot.com/ has presented me with the
I'm really honored. Rob writes 4 different blogs, BTW, and he covers everything from political chat, to just general thoughts, to down home recipes, and more among his blogs. Definately some good reads.
Marie from http://nourishourselves.blogspot.com/ has also presented me with an award, the Arte y Pico
Her blog gives a humorous view of her world. A good read, and she's in New Jersey, so it has that going for it too.
I know I'm supposed to pick 5 or 7 or 1,259 other blogs to share these with but I've received so many of these awards it's hard to not repeat, so what I do is present them to a blog that I have enjoyed lately. Again, the recipient has no obligation to continue the tradition but I do hope they take the time to recognize a few of their fellow bloggers.
I'd like to recognize Lipstick from http://lipstickatthemailbox.blogspot.com/ for her fine blog. She has a good sense of humor, and writes very thoughtfully, although occasionally I don't know what she's talking about when she starts talking purses. I'd like to present her with the Arte Y Pico.
I'd also like to present Gianetta http://reflectionsonamiddle-agedfatwoman.blogspot.com/ with the Brillante Award. Her blog is funny and interesting.
22 comments:
You could make a bold fashion statement by wearing gray instead of blue.
haha, I like how most of your quirky things have to do with eating. And the lunch your old lady packed for you I think is the recipe for what the Russians call "больной женой" which is pronounced "rahblajlbahonargerrrhon" Which I believe means, "sickness by way of wife"
Also, Ive already done a quirky list for myself. Here's the link if you want to check it out.
http://thefly4176.blogspot.com/2008/07/quirky-is-as-quirky-does.html
Heu....funny post...I don't like tomatoes, with or without pb.
Nice blogroll, but where am I???
PB& Tomatatos???????????????????????????????
Very nicely done sharing your quirks with us and ketchingup - loved the twist on words!
Fast times at Ridgemont High?
Awww thank you Crochety!!! I was reading along, chuckling out loud as always, and I just gasped out loud when I read your kind comments! Many thanks!!!
I am sorry Mrs. Crochety is grouchy at you. I will make you some PB&J.
Love the lunch, ya I'd say she was a lil pissed. Lol
Fly, you're supposed to do it again.......Cmon man , taking the fun outa it.
*kisses*
@ Jack: This is the time of year I change from Yankees blue to Giants blue. The only time I could wear gray is that 3 week period between the Super Bowl and spring training.
@ The Fly: Yeah, most of my ritualistic weirdness revolves around food.
@ Humorsmith: Thanks. I'll add you today.
@ Lauren: My absolute favorite sandwich.
@ Susie: No, just my general silliness
@ Lipstick: Glad to pass it along.
@ Dani: Yeah, she's pretty pissed. Calmed down today a little. I need my grilled cheese.
Thanks man, ewe da best!
Now if you and I could get every other blogger in the world to blogroll us, we might have somthing. :-)
Yes, you're wife is mad at you. Make no mistake about that. I used to be married to one of those passive-aggressive women and they do things like that.
My current wife is simply aggressive -- forget about the "passive." For example, she wouldn't have packed a stale roll, a tomato and a jar of mayonnaise for lunch. She would have simply yelled at me while trying to hit me by throwing the stale roll and the mayonnaise jar.
See the difference?
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Ketchup on french toast?? Really? I suddenly feel sorry for the french toast! ;)
I'll pick up the gauntlet on the meme. Although I'm pretty sure I'll have to think real hard to come up with more shocking material than yours! :D
@ Humorsmith: Ewe are quiute welcome. Blogrolling is the first step towards taking over the internet.
@ The Hawg: My first was just aggressive, too. I always knew where I stood. Generally, I found it best to be out of range.
@ Chat: I look forward to reading it. Ketchup on French toast is awesome.
I like ketchup on my mashed potatoes. I'll eat peanut butter if I have a bowl of chili to go along with it. I was really surprised by the award. Thank you! I guess I'll have to branch out and read other blogs so I can pass it along. You keep me so entertained that I'll feel like I'm cheating if I go read somewhere else. Shhhh, don't tell Mrs. Crotchety--you're my favorite. :)
OK the ketchup on the french toast is just strange! My husband eats cheese inside his PB&J!
((((Grilled cheese with a slice of tomato))))) and a glass of cold milk.....yum.
Be extra specially nice today!
And, don't worry about missing Mrs. C's clues....you're a man and it's inevitable, no matter how careful you are....:-)
@ MA Fat Woman: Thanks
@ Sabrinat: Cheese and PB. Could work.
@ Shyne: I know. I never could figure out wimmin totally. Youse always throw a curve just when I think I know it all.
I LOVE tomatoes!!! ..but with peanut butter?! You are one sick man!!
Thanks for the kind words Joe!
PB and tomatoes. Hmmmmm.
Who am I to criticize?
Ketchup on French Toast... good golly. Crotchety, I thought we knew ye!
Ketchup on french toast may be quirky but it sure doesn't sound boring. Disgusting. But not boring!
Added my list, Crotchety, at I Animate You.
@ Kirsten: You don't know what you are missing. It's also good with some jalapenos and tomatoes
@ Marie: Nobody believes me. Tomatoes are a fruit, just like bananas or berries or grapes, any of the stuff youse normally put with PB.
@ Jenn: French Toast is just an uppity egg sandwich.
@ Bill: Thanks. I think. :)
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