Are you a spring cleaner? Spring cleaning is more of a hurry-up-and-finish-winter, cleaning for me. I try to do practical things during the gray days of winter so that I can more afford to cut back and get outdooors when the weather is nice. I'm at the hurry-up stage of this now. The weather is a mix of cold and gray, and sunny and glorious. I am trying to get as much done on the cold days as I can...looking forward to days outside.
Look out drawers and closets...I'm almost out of time.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
How do you crack your {raw} eggs?
Do you tap-tap-tap intil it cracks?
Or do you give it one firm, perfect tap?
{I might have an opinion on egg cracking.}
I'm a one perfect crack on the counter person. I have to cover my ears if I hear someone cracking eggs by the tap-tap-tap method, it drives me a bit buggy.
Some Funny Things About Me
--I am one of the few people that loves tuna noodle casserole.
--When I yawn, (at home) I often yawn the "hal-le-lu-jah" notes ala Handel.
--I like to watch the pile of leaves from the roof of my car, fly off behind me on a mid Fall day. I feel like I'm in a parade.
--I enjoy laying on the ground to take photographs, but it's pretty hard to get up and down and I prefer not to be seen doing it.
--I feel compelled to smell the fresh laundry every time I pull it out of the dryer.
--I enjoy singing harmony (when I am alone) to radio and CD music. (sometimes in church if I think no one can really hear me.)
--I know a cup full of words in Norwegian and Hebrew, and a bucket full of Spanish. It would be great to just know the 3 languages. I can't quite comprehend being multilingual, but the notion facinates me.
--I love quilts but am daunted by the lengthy process of making them, so I have collected a few. I am seriously considering making some quilted Christmas ornaments... ...next year perhaps...
--2 a.m. is my normal bedtime.
--I like cats quite a lot, but it bothers me to own them. Litter boxes are evil, and we have flea trouble in Oregon. ( I do own a cat but not a litter box.)
--My dogs always get people names that end in "Y". (I have a BIG dog. "Monty" cuz he's as big as a mountain. 140 pounds)
--I don't mind the last cold swig or two of coffee from the pot at the end of the day. The aged coffee, usually a bit strong, both annoys me, and gives me pleasure.
--I prefer to be barefoot. I love to be on foot friendly surfaces, and I tend to notice the texture on my feet. I especially like carpet, vinyl flooring, wood floors, fine sand, cement and grass that is not wet.
--I also notice the texture of most things. I understand why children feel like they have not seen something unless they have touched it. I carefully touch most things in the stores, even when it doesn't seem to make sense. If I hug you, I will likely notice and remember the texture of your clothing.
--I only realized how tactile I am a couple of years ago.
--I like to talk to animals. That is, make animal noises that imitate which ever animal I am visiting with. This makes them very curious. They usually start making noise. It is very handy when trying to get a photo of an animal. It's like saying,"cheese".
--My kids, hate this. They do not care to be in public with me if I am near an animal. It even bugs them when we drive up the driveway to Uncle's house. No one to be seen, yet if I roll down the window and moooo at the cows, the kids have a heart attack. For me, this is a bonus.
--When I yawn, (at home) I often yawn the "hal-le-lu-jah" notes ala Handel.
--I like to watch the pile of leaves from the roof of my car, fly off behind me on a mid Fall day. I feel like I'm in a parade.
--I enjoy laying on the ground to take photographs, but it's pretty hard to get up and down and I prefer not to be seen doing it.
--I feel compelled to smell the fresh laundry every time I pull it out of the dryer.
--I enjoy singing harmony (when I am alone) to radio and CD music. (sometimes in church if I think no one can really hear me.)
--I know a cup full of words in Norwegian and Hebrew, and a bucket full of Spanish. It would be great to just know the 3 languages. I can't quite comprehend being multilingual, but the notion facinates me.
--I love quilts but am daunted by the lengthy process of making them, so I have collected a few. I am seriously considering making some quilted Christmas ornaments... ...next year perhaps...
--2 a.m. is my normal bedtime.
--I like cats quite a lot, but it bothers me to own them. Litter boxes are evil, and we have flea trouble in Oregon. ( I do own a cat but not a litter box.)
--My dogs always get people names that end in "Y". (I have a BIG dog. "Monty" cuz he's as big as a mountain. 140 pounds)
--I don't mind the last cold swig or two of coffee from the pot at the end of the day. The aged coffee, usually a bit strong, both annoys me, and gives me pleasure.
--I prefer to be barefoot. I love to be on foot friendly surfaces, and I tend to notice the texture on my feet. I especially like carpet, vinyl flooring, wood floors, fine sand, cement and grass that is not wet.
--I also notice the texture of most things. I understand why children feel like they have not seen something unless they have touched it. I carefully touch most things in the stores, even when it doesn't seem to make sense. If I hug you, I will likely notice and remember the texture of your clothing.
--I only realized how tactile I am a couple of years ago.
--I like to talk to animals. That is, make animal noises that imitate which ever animal I am visiting with. This makes them very curious. They usually start making noise. It is very handy when trying to get a photo of an animal. It's like saying,"cheese".
--My kids, hate this. They do not care to be in public with me if I am near an animal. It even bugs them when we drive up the driveway to Uncle's house. No one to be seen, yet if I roll down the window and moooo at the cows, the kids have a heart attack. For me, this is a bonus.
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