From time to time, I link up with Andrea for Show and Tell Tuesday. This prompt about what makes you, you, your nicknames, your phobias, quirks has to be one of the cooler ones. Buckle up kids, I've got lots to share!
Nicknames
My nicknames are few and far between. My grandma (who has a nickname for each of her grandkids) and Uncle call me Sweetie. Grandma also calls me Queen Victoria--- no idea why? Maybe I loved to play dress up as a kid?! And D used to call me Scrappy--- as in Scrappy Doo because when we started dating I would talk his ear off. Oh and he calls me Sarits too.
Phobias
I am so scared of cats. Like terrified. It was worse when I was younger but I'm still not a fan. I think they look at you weird.
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| Even to post this picture scares me! |
Big toads also freak me out.
I'm scared of wearing stilettos again, since I kind of blame them for my broken collarbone
Quirks/What makes me, me?
I have a four letter "f" word I can't stand-- and it's not the one you're thinking of-- although I don't care for that one too. I don't like the f word associated with passing gas--- I really, really don't. It's my f word.
I can't handle chipped nail polish at all!!! Especially dark colours.
I don't like washing dishes. I mean, I do it every.single.day but I don't care for it. I can cook up a storm, I pack a mean dishwasher and I can tidy up everywhere after but dishes I could pass on. I wear gloves most of the times when I do. I think it's because I want my manicure to last longer or my hands not to get 'old'-- I dunno.
I am a girl mom and so proud of it. I've wanted it for my entire life. It irks me when people want me to 'try for the boy.' Like seriously irks me. I always say something.
I always have appies and wine in my house in case someone pops by for an unexpected visit.
I must make my bed every morning. You know what they say-- the state of your bed is the state of your head. I mean the rest of the house could be a total mess but my bed?! No way!!! Apparently it's a good thing that I do.
I don't say 'when I used to work' even when I was totally a SAHM. I instead say 'when I was in the corporate world". I think mamas work SO hard.
I rarely wear sweats even at home or pajamas all day to lounge around in. I feel so much better when I'm ready for the day-- even if it's in leggings and a simple tunic. Even as babies, I used to dress up my kids in something other than sleepers lots of the time. My logic was that I'm not in my pajamas all day, why should my kids be?
Yep, that's quite a few quirks, huh? What about you? Are you as weird as I am? :-)






















