Apr
9
I’m IT! My fabulous friend Mommy The Maid has tagged me. I’m supposed to list 5 things I am obsessive about. Then, I’m supposed to tag 5 people to do the same on their blog.
I have two problems with this:
1) Only five things? I could rattle off 30, easy. You’re probably saying, “Well, if there are so many, this should be a quick and easy post to write, Leslie. Bust it out, girl!” Not really. Narrowing down 30 things to 5 is tough, especially when I have to consider which ones will endear me to you and which ones will send you running.
2) I’m scared to tag people. Who likes being tagged and who doesn’t? How do I know? What if I’m tagging someone too much and they’re all, “Well, I did it the first time to be nice and now all she does is tag me. She’s a meme monster. A MEME MONSTER!” Then, there might be people who are like, “What about me? What’s wrong with me? She never tags me.” If I say I’m not going to tag anyone, well, ugh! This whole tagging thing is very complicated.
Okay, so on with the meme.
5 of my obsessions.
1)
A)* I am obsessive about my blog and the readers of my blog. (See above paragraph on tagging…and that’s just the tip of the iceberg. You don’t even want to get me started on that bloglines subscriber I lost.)
*since I used numbers earlier in the post, I thought I’d better use letters here to avoid confusion. Not that I think you’re easily confused. I don’t. It just seemed right.
B) I am obsessive about the cash in my wallet. All of the bills must be facing in the same direction - no Presidents staring each other down in my purse - and grouped together by denomination from low to high. I don’t have as many rules for change except that I refuse to carry more than six pennies at a time. That’s just overkill.
C) I am obsessive about the birthday card I made and sent to PBS Kids Sprout in hopes of it being included in The Birthday Show for Julia’s birthday. I worked on that card for a long, long time. If it doesn’t make it to air, I’m gonna feel like one big loser. And I’ll feel stupid if I forget to watch the show on her birthday and never know if it made it, which is likely to happen considering her birthday isn’t until June 24th. I feel pretty sure some new information will bump that reminder right out of my brain before then. If you think of it, on June 23rd remind me to set my DVR to tape The Birthday Show the next day. Thanks.
D) I am obsessive about the way I shower. I have to go from the top down. I wash my hair first and my toes last. If I don’t go in order, I just don’t feel clean.
E) I have an obsession with zits. I’m a zit popper. They don’t even have to be mine.
Since that last one probably sent you all running, I guess there’s no one left to tag. Darn. Next time!
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My husband pops his zits too. Fine, pop your zits mister but don’t try to come after mine. That’s where I draw the line.
“June 23rd remind me to set my DVR to tape The Birthday Show the next day.” Gotcha covered - ’cause I’m obsessive about reminders and lists and stuff.
I am a zit popper. I cannot leave them alone. They drive me bonkers!!
And BTW, I like tags
As long as they aren’t name 15 million things about something obscure right this very second or your cat will die of a cold or something silly like that
I know exactly how you feel about tagging people. That’s why I tag everyone that commented on my previous posts and tell people they can play if they want. I’m also the same way about bills in my wallet. I have to have them face the same way and in order (with the bigger bills behind the smaller bills). I hope your card makes it to air and you don’t forget to tape it.
I’m with you on the zits. I swear I can feel them if I don’t pop them. Drives me nuts!
I never tag anyone either, for much the same reasons you do!
I’m obsessive over many many things, it’s scary how many things I’m obsessive over.