Circle Rice

1.  I am incredibly grossed out by mouth noises. If I have to listen to someone who eats loudly, smacks or cracks their gum, sucks their teeth, or slurps their soup I become incredibly agitated.  It’s a curse. Figures I would marry a man that snores so loudly, the thought of a house with two master bedrooms sound appealing.

2. I play mini racing games with myself when I’m alone. You don’t know what I’m talking about do you? Let me try to give a couple  examples. Say I put something in the microwave and then walk out of the kitchen to do something. Once the timer starts beeping, I tell myself that I have to be back inside the kitchen standing on the tile before the timer finishes. Or let’s say I go to the bathroom and flush the toilet. I have to wash my hands and be back on the couch before the toilet stops running. Why the hell do I do this?? Is it some type of undiagnosed obsessive compulsive disorder? Is it genetic or learned behavior. I’m leaning towards the latter after what happened the other day.  My daughter was taking a bath and when it was time to get out, I unplugged the stopper to let the water out. I’ll be darned if she wasn’t saying she had to get dressed before the water drained out of the tub. I could sooo relate to that. Shocking.

3. If I choose a movie to go see, there is a 90% chance that it will suck. I mean the kind of movie you get up and walk out of. This has been clinically proven. Any doubters may ask my family, friends, past boyfriends, or my husband. They will back up my statement up completely. Remember the movies Bug or Original Sin? Both Amy pics.

4. I have an aversion to white food. No, not “white people food”, but literally WHITE food. Marshmallows, yogurt, cottage cheese, mayonnaise, ricotta cheese, etc.  One spoonful is enough to induce a rather unpleasant experience. If it is mixed with something, I may be able to stomach it, but just make sure I don’t know about it.

5. I am the jumpiest person on the planet. I tend to be extremely focused on the task at hand. If I’m at work and someone walks up behind me and touches me, I sometimes will jump up in the air about 3 feet off my seat. This drives my husband crazy. He will come home from work (I swear he sneaks into the house) and I’ll be doing something such as taking a shower, or paying bills and he will (unintentionally) scare the crap out of me.  Just this Saturday I was very focused putting the laundry in the dryer, random thoughts circling my head (as usual), when all of the sudden I hear his voice, “What’s up?” If you could have heard the scream that came from me, you would have thought I’d seen Jason from Friday the 13th burst through the door. Not only that, I paused, took a deep breath, and screamed even louder a second time. That was a first for me.  He was so annoyed but our daughter got a big laugh out of it.

6. I’m terrified of having bad breath. I always need to have a mint or piece of gum handy. Perhaps it’s because of all the people that have tortured me with their bad breath through the years (No, I’m not naming any names).  While dating my husband I had a piece of gum in my mouth constantly. I wonder if he ever noticed that. Now we are married though, so it doesn’t matter what he thinks.

7. I can NOT go to the bathroom when I know there are people waiting in line. It is a horrible feeling. To have to go really REALLY  bad, but be able to see the feet under the stall door waiting for me to get done.  Do you just have to stand there? Make yourself useful, walk over and turn the water or something. That’s what I do for people! This was especially difficult in college when I would go out with my friends and drink. The very busy dance club  + beer = a bad place for someone with this condition. I remember many a day when my best friend would go with me to find a nice private bathroom at a gas station so I could finally relieve myself. I’m pretty sure my bladder is the biggest organ in my body now.

8.  I never look at gas prices. I just let my car run until it’s almost empty, turn into a gas station and get gas. I hear people discussing gas prices a lot in my family. “You know, gas is only $2.54 a gallon down the road, you could save 2 cents a gallon.” I don’t understand this. I just filled my tank today and could not tell you how much it cost. I know it was a lot, but I couldn’t tell you how much per gallon. Am I alone here??

9. I have a nose more sensitive than a German Shepherd police dog. (perhaps this is related to the #6?) I smell everything and worry about smelling. It makes life very difficult. The gym can be a very scary place for me among smelly people. And remember, I work in a hospital where  I can sometimes see the grossest of the gross and be fine, but throw a smell into the mix, and there may be trouble. I even smell my glasses when I take them out of the cabinet. This can appear offensive to people when I visit, but I do it in MY OWN house. I can’t help it! Perhaps I should wear a bracelet ID or something to warn people about this. My husband would certainly agree to that idea.

So this is all I want to subject anyone to for now, but I’d love to hear some random things about you or if you can relate to anything I do. Please comment below, or if it’s too embarrassing, shoot me an email at amylou555777@yahoo.com