Seven Quirks

I'm writing this in response to a "blog-tag" by Drea- old roommate, wedding photographer, and friend. I hope you all still decide to be my friend after I unveil the craziness.

1- I love birds. I watch them all the time. While I can't tell a nighthawk from a wood thrush, I just love them. I wish I knew cool facts about them, but you'd be surprised how much people buy when you make up facts about wildlife. Mostly, I am obsessed with birds of prey-you know-raptors and the like. I used to know how much a red tailed hawk ate in a day...down to the ounce. And I get pretty excited whenever I see my red shouldered hawk friend on 97. Like I tell the kids "City wildlife is all around you, if you just open your eyes!"

2- I love children's fantasy novels. No, not grown up books-ones for kids, with no curse words or raunchy-ness. You name it, I've read it. Peter pan, The Princess
Academy, The Black Cauldron... And oh the places I've been: Narnia, Never never land, and even Charles Wallace's mitochondria (Any Madeline L'Engle fans?) Anyway, I love it. I'm most famous for my love of Harry Potter. I love him. I once stumped the 20 questions machine at Borders with "Venomous Tentacula". So, I guess this quirk could be filed under "Huge Dork".

3- I'm lazy. If you were my roommate, you know this. However, I am savvy about it. I won't ask you to get me a drink until you get up. I might be lazy, but I'm patient. Or how about my old standard, stand next to you and distract you with conversation while you perform a task that I don't want to...like make a PB & J sandwich for me (Sorry Tara, I really appreciate you doing that!)Unfortunately, my husband sees through me so my lazy days are about to be through.

4- I hate calling... anyone. Pizza man, bank, family members, it doesn't matter who. There's just something about picking up the phone that I hate. Oh man, and if I'm calling a person I've never met...I can put a phone call off for weeks. I make people call for chinese food. I even made my mother pretend to be me to make a Doctors appointment. Point is-I have a problem.

5- I don't like washing my hands OR putting on lotion. You can think I'm dirty. I don't like getting wet and especially the moisture that hangs out around your rings. I like to think I'm building up my immune system by exposing myself to all sorts of germs and viruses. (I mean, if you had an infant I would wash them...but for little else) And lotion? I could have a scaly red patch the size of Minnesota, I'm not putting it on! Can't really explain this one away, this is truly a quirk.

6- Con-fron-ta-tion. I avoid it at all costs. I won't tell you I'm mad. I might even lie about it. And let's hope you're not mad at me... because then I'll avoid you. For as long as it takes really. This applies to anything. If my pizza wasn't good, I'm not going to tell the waitress! Why bother her about it! If my wedding cake was hot pink? Hey, I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings! It's kind of an illness. Ironic when you think my best friend has a degree in conflict and dispute resolution.

7- This is my deepest, darkest, secret. And I hate to reveal it, because there may be repercussions. Alright. Here it goes. I think my stuffed animals can read my mind. I mean, of course they can, if they are going to protect me they must communicate with telepathy...making them able to read...my...mind. Have I gone too far? Sorry Barnabus, can you ever forgive me?

Will you still be my friend? I told you it would be pretty crazy!
Love, Kaley

Oh, and I'd guess I'd better tag Jenny B to share her quirks! Like eating a bowl full of broccoli at bible study :)