Sweet adorable Sherry Ellis at Mama Diaries has seen fit to bestow an award on me. I haven't been accepting awards for a while, but I decided to take this one because it involves craziness.
Anyblog, I'm supposed to tell you seven weird things about me. This task shouldn't prove too difficult.
How am I weird? Let me count the ways:
1. I'm a Lutheran, but I don't like coffee. You kinda have to be a Lutheran to understand how weird this one is.
2. I used to make up songs to sing to my kids' poopy diapers. I also gave the poop names.
3. All of my dogs -- except one, Franklin -- have had names of authors or characters in books. I've been graced by the presence of Faulkner, Kesey, Thoreau, and Emma, and currently, Scout and Harper Lee.
4. Some of my closest friends are other bloggers; that is, you are people I've never met, and I love you all dearly. Elisa at http://ecwrites.blogspot.com/ (The Crazy Life of a Writing Mom) has become the middle child I never had. We even have an anniversary to celebrate her addition to my family.
5. I loved studying Chaucer and Milton and other writers most people think are boring in order to get my degree in English. I LOVE "The Scarlet Letter." Hawthorne based it on my life.
6. I have stated on this blog more than once that in real life I am Lorelai Gilmore, and I am. Yes, it's true. I am Lorelai Gilmore. And if I'm not Lorelai Gilmore, then I want to be Myrna K. Schnickleblitz-Schwarz.
7. I'm dating Elvis Aaron Schwarz. He says I'm sweet and sexy -- not weird. Thank you, Elvis Aaron Schwarz, you sweetie pie, you. (tee hee)
8. I have six fingers on my right hand and seven toes on my left hand. Boy, do people stare!
9. I have three nipples and they're all on my stomach.
10. I have a hairy chest.
Oh, what's that, Sherry? I was supposed to stop at seven? How quickly I forget.
Now, where was I? Oh, yes. I'm in my family room in my little house.
Well, now I guess you know the best and the worst weirdnesses about me.
If you'd like to tell me something weird about me, please feel free to do so. And if you want to tell the world seven weird things about yourself, then please, please, please steal the daisy.
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug
Well I get you on the hairy chest.. I really am lot :(
ReplyDeleteThe blogger one I hear you too people that follow you and you follow them
Btw, following you ;)
I might have been kidding about the hairy chest and a few other items on the list. Thanks for joining us and welcome!
DeleteAnd how about those 6 fingers? I has a kid thought it was unfair in the first grade 'cause it would make it easier to count xD
DeleteAnd don't forget the seven toes on the left hand, Alex. All those fingers and toes made math so much easier for me than for the other kids with their so-called normal hands.
DeleteWell, of course, #5 is my favorite. Glad I don't have that issue with coffee, though. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteThank you for commenting, Your Majesty. You did know that Hawthorne wrote "The Scarlet Letter" about me, right?
DeleteDidn't know that, but it is quite fascinating! Perhaps you should change your blog picture to nice red A.
DeleteNaming poop isn't weird, it's genius! You are a true star and always entertaining. Infinities of love to you too.
ReplyDeleteWhy, thank you, Sir. You'd best not tell Mrs. Van Helsing about us.
DeleteSee, this is why I don't accept award. Thing can so easily get out of hand. (Just kidding!)
ReplyDeleteI'm out of controllllll!
DeleteWhy does none of this surprise me about you? Some of the people I think dearly of are fellow bloggers. I totally get what you're saying there. It surprises me how often I think and wonder how my bloggerhood is doing throughout the day.
ReplyDeleteYou are not surprised because you've known me long enough to know that I'm still crazy after all these years.
DeleteWhat is all this I read? Janie you are probably one of the sanest people I know and you can count them on your fingers and toes!
ReplyDeleteI have names for inanimate objects too...mainly my microwave, washing machine and kettle...but they are secret names and if I tell anyone then they will probably take it badly and go off in a huff, and not do their work. {Things are like that, so I'd better be careful about my lap-top....} ;)
The Hurricane and I gave names to many objects (but I never gave names to poop). Our huge dictionary is named Fred. Fred is one of my favorite books because he teaches me new words. We also had Bridget the Refrigerator and then when we moved we had Gidget the Refrigerator. The Hurricane has a little baby laptop named Sparky. She got a larger laptop recently, and I think she named it Bolt. Fortunately, we are able to call out names and our inanimate objects still condescend to work for us. It's because The Hurricane is so strong and she has threatened everything into behaving.
DeleteHaha! Well, I guess you really are crazy! Naming your kids' poop - now that's something I would've never thought of doing. LOL!
ReplyDeleteThank you for recognizing the Goddess of Crazy who dwells within me.
DeleteWhat a hoot! I've named all my cars. I may not have given names to inanimate objects but I talk to them all the time--LOL! Loved reading your list. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rita. We also name cars. Currently I drive a car that used to belong to The Hurricane. It's green so she named it Jade.
DeleteI love number two as I always have a song to everything... LoL!..
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
And it's so highly appropriate that something about poop is in the #2 spot.
DeleteYou're welcome. I can't wait to read your weirdnesses.
ReplyDeleteI get the whole coffee thing. lol..
ReplyDeleteAre you a Lutheran? A coffee drinking Lutheran? Or are you a non-coffee drinker who is as tired as I am of being offered watery Kool-Aid after church?
DeleteWhat weirdness? Everything on your list seems perfectly normal to me--but, then again, I AM fishducky!
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean. We're the normal ones. Everybody else is weird.
DeleteI love no.9 Lol. May be it is like a god with three eyes.
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I never thought of that. But it's a goddess, if that's what it is.
DeleteI have a bit of a hairy chest too. :)
ReplyDeletePersonally I think it would be great to have six fingers. People would never know for sure whether you're flipping them off.
A few weird things about me:
- I have a decepticon symbol on my right shoulder
- I always turn my head when driving through a forest in the hopes of seeing Bigfoot.
- I have this odd theory called Dimensional Drift where I believe that a lot of our best ideas actually come from small tears in reality from alternate dimensions where these "ideas" are actually being lived out.
And various other stuff that's mostly just in my head. :)
I bet my chest is hairier than yours. That's because I'm more manly.
DeleteI thought it got all crazy after the first one.
ReplyDeleteYou don't seem all that odd to me; but then most folks think I'm a tad tetched too. Life is a lot more fun that way. When I was in Walmart with Evelyn I grabbed her arm, acted hurt and asked her "How could you have forgotten our anniversary?"
ReplyDeleteAn older Indian man came over and asked how long we'd been together.
It was fabulous.
Favorite Young Man once had a girlfriend who was so embarrassed by me that she wanted to pretend she didn't know me when we were in the grocery store. Come to think of it, The Hurricane often says she wishes she didn't look like me so she could pretend she's not my child. What in the hell is the matter with people who don't think I'm hilarious and adorable? I ask you, Boomer, don't you think they're the strange ones?
DeleteI find being crazy is a perk. You get a lot of empty seats around you on planes and at restaurants.
ReplyDeleteOh. Is that why no one sits next to me? I didn't realize.
DeleteI love your craziness, it just makes you that much more wonderful! I have too many weird things to list but one is that I can't make armpit fart noises because I don't have an indented armpit, which I find sad because who doesn't want to make armpit fart noises??? Ok, so maybe I was more sad about it when I was in high school...
ReplyDeleteI can't make armpit fart noises either, Maggie. I feel such a bond with you -- more than ever at this moment,
DeleteDear Janie, one weird thing about me: the doctor had to use an instrument to extract my head when I was born. Ever since I've had light indentions on both cheeks. They show only when I'm sick and consequently a little pale. I'm never sure if I'm faking sickness, so I always look in the mirror to see if I can see the marks! Peace.
ReplyDeleteWasn't it more common for babies to be delivered with "forceps" in the past? Anyway, you're a walking piece of medical history, Dee.
DeleteI'm Methodist and I don't like coffee either.
ReplyDeleteEven stranger, I don't like bourbon. If you'd known my mom, you'd understand that.
I don't like beer. If you knew my children, you'd think that's strange.
DeleteFun list, kiddo. I love coffee, but it stopped liking me a while back, so I'm a Lutheran who doesn't drink coffee, too. As for the six fingers on one hand, one of my cousins was born with two thumbs, which was surgically removed when he was a baby. Everyone worried about the day he'd be old enough to ask about that scar, and how awful... how weird and freaky... how upset... he'd be when he found out about the spare thumb. But ya know, when he got the story, he said, "COOL!" and was upset that he didn't still have it. Just goes to show you ... one person's "weird" is another one's "cool".
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