H for Horrific Habits

H is for Horrific Habits.  The older I get, the more I notice how my personal quirks are a little odd.  Everyday I meet with a team of 7th grade teachers.  There are two LA teachers, two science teachers, two math teachers, one social studies teacher, and a couple of special education teachers.  We all sit briefly and go over important things for about 35 minutes.  We meet at 10:00 in the morning which is about time for a snack.  I usually take a snack with me to the meetings, along with all the other teachers.  I recently brought a bag of M&Ms.  As the meeting is going on, I am enjoying my tasty treat. Those of you that REALLY know me, know I don’t eat the color blue.  So as I am eating, I come across the blue M&Ms, which I set aside.  Now I am almost all the way through my bag and I have a nice little group of blue M&Ms sitting on my note pad.  Of course people notice my weirdness.  They call it weird, but I have to say, I had plenty of volunteers to eat the blue ones that I carefully set aside.  

There are a few other things that make me special.  I believe I have written a blog on most of my quirks, but there is a few more that I want to add.  I love mint chocolate chip ice cream, but I don’t like the chocolate.  I was sitting with the Chief a couple months ago on the couch.  I had the bowl of ice cream balanced on my belly (which was full of a 10 pound toddler).  As I was watching TV, I was eating my ice cream.  Every bite I would hold the bowl up to my mouth and spit out the chocolate chunks after I sucked all the mint ice cream off of it.  After about five minutes, I feel the stare of my husband.  I turn to him and say, “What?”  He responds very calmly with, “Freak.”  This is what my bowl looks like when I am done.

I am not a fan of chocolate, but LOVE me some chocolate covered cherries.  When I was pregnant with the toddler, I couldn’t get enough of these.  I would buy the HUGE boxes of them, and eat a box a night.  Again, not a fan of chocolate, but I LOVE the cherries.  So what do I do?  Eat the bottom off of this tasty treat, then suck the cherry out.  I would put the chocolate back in the hole and move onto the next one.  Here is what ends up in the garbage.

I am also a huge fan of salt.  I put salt on everything.  I bring my own salt shaker to lunch with me everyday.  Another thing the teachers give me a hard time about.  Sometimes my body craves it so much, that I have to poor it in my hand and eat it.  The best salt?  McDonald’s salt.  It melts on my tongue.  It is simply a powder.  It doesn’t get better than that.  I can eat twice as much in one lick because the grains are so fine.  I think if I had to be stranded on an island with one food, I would pick salt.  It may not be a food to you, but to me it’s the best one.  

Enough of my weirdness.  I want to keep you coming back, not scare you off.

Don’t hate me because I am weird.  Tell me how you are weird so I feel a little less like a freak.  K?  Thanks.