- Glitter. Glitter cards, glitter gift bags, glitter everything. It invades your home and you find it everywhere, forever. FOREVER. Try to find a birthday card that doesn't have glitter on it. I dare you. God forbid you need one for a girl child. Christmas is a land mine. Everywhere is glitter from now until the 7th of January.
- Vibram Five Fingers. I'm going to rope toe socks in here as well. I have a hard time with flip-flops, for that matter. I just don't like my happy little family of toes to be separated from each other. It makes me feel icky.
- Belts. Your belt is fine for you. But I don't like things around my middle. It might in part be because I'm a sloucher and it cuts at my belly button. But really, either your pants fit you or they don't.
- Literally. Generally when someone says this, they actually mean the opposite. It's also strangely contagious, like yawning.
- Partial dampness. I absolutely HATE it when I'm washing my hands and I get a sleeve wet, or when water runs down in your shoe and gets your sock wet. Or you splash water on your pants. True story: when we were in Iceland wandering around at the foot of a glacier, I got too close to someone else and we both sunk into the mud. That water was cold. Also, I just couldn't deal with a cold wet sock and foot so I hoofed it back to the car and waited there while everyone else climbed on the glacier. Some people still won't let that die, and that was in 2007.
- Turning nouns into verbs. Text is not a verb. It is a noun. You compose a text, you type a text, you write a text, you even send a text. But you do not text.
- People touching my face. This is just one of those places that seems very intimate and personal and I'd really rather you not touch it. Sometimes I have to suppress the urge to slap Mr. Bump's hand away when he touches it, and I love him. (Sorry hon.) I've never had a facial. I practically have to take a valium when I have my eyebrows done. But needs must, people. I do that for you.
- The space challenged. You know the people who take up almost the entire aisle in the Whole Foods. Cart parked in the middle at an angle that makes it impossible to get by. And they always seem to be staring intently at something above them, but facing away from you so they aren't able to acknowledge your existence.
- Bad smells. I'm pretty sensitive to smell. If someone has been toking up before they get on the bus, and they sit down anywhere near me, I'll be nauseous before the bus makes its first turn. In downtown Denver on the 16th Street Mall there is an Aveda training salon that smells very very Aveda-y. Oils and essences, an herbal explosion. In the summer, the hot garbage smell drifting out of the alley next to the Aveda school mixes with the herbal essence explosion that makes for a smell that... ack. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit thinking about it. Moving on.
- I really want to have a tenth thing just so it comes out to ten but I can't think of anything right now. I'll update later if something comes to me. Not having a tenth thing bugs me. There you go.
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Monday, November 21, 2011
many things that bug me monday (and i know you care)
Actually, I'm fairly certain no one cares about what bugs me, but I'm going to share them with you anyway. I was making up a list of these today at lunch with Mr. Bump and so I thought, why not write them all down and share them with you. To the list!
Saturday, November 17, 2007
100 things about me, volume II (actually III, with that post with "5 more things")
31. I am very, very impatient. Like I'm over this list already.
32. I hate mayonnaise, hard boiled eggs, tuna, pickles of any kind. If something smells bad to me, I won't eat it.
33. I love licorice, soft runny cheeses, and spray cheese in a can.
34. If I think something should be hot, I can't eat it cold. No cold pizza. No sushi. (Sorry--I've tried! I really have!)
35. I feel I am a feminist but if I could swing it I would make Mr. Bump drive all the time. Mostly so I could read my book.
36. The reason Mr. Bump makes me drive (or one of them) is because he wants to read his book.
37. I dream of never having to clean my house again. Like I win a house cleaner in the lottery, or something. Or some rich uncle leaves me his cleaning staff.
38. I can never decide if I want kids or just want to make up characters instead. (It's kinda the same thing, right? Well, maybe not.)
39. When I'm tired and my hair is long enough I twirl it around my finger without thinking about it. I was just doing it while trying to think of something worth telling you about me.
40. I don't think I'll ever warm up to camping. First of all, the showers are too few and far between.
41. I have difficulty peeing in a public restroom, let alone the woods.
42. And I can't fall asleep if my head is lower than my legs. Or if there is a rock in my back.
43. I have to use detergent with no dyes or perfumes because otherwise I break out.
44. There are very few parts of me that don't have stretch marks. Don't think you can't abuse your body with food.
45. I love my dog so much sometimes I just have to squeeze her.
46. Also, I like to grab her stub of a tail and use it like a joystick to move her around.
47. I have a brother but I don't really have much in common with him. We have not had an adult conversation where I've ever felt he was really listening to me.
48. This makes me very sad, but at the same time I just have a hard time relating to him. We grew up together but that's about it.
49. But I'm still really proud of him for building his own business and both his house and my parents house. I really respect him, even if I don't always like him.
50. I have a tattoo.
51. I don't regret it, even though I got it when I was 18.
52. But my lack of regret isn't so great that my father knows I have it.
53. My mother-in-law is one of my best friends. And I'm saying that even though I don't think she reads this. She really is.
54. My hair probably isn't really red, but at this point, who knows?
55. This kind of narcissism is more difficult than I thought it would be.
That's enough sharing for tonight. I'll pick this up again later when I want to plumb my murky depths further.
32. I hate mayonnaise, hard boiled eggs, tuna, pickles of any kind. If something smells bad to me, I won't eat it.
33. I love licorice, soft runny cheeses, and spray cheese in a can.
34. If I think something should be hot, I can't eat it cold. No cold pizza. No sushi. (Sorry--I've tried! I really have!)
35. I feel I am a feminist but if I could swing it I would make Mr. Bump drive all the time. Mostly so I could read my book.
36. The reason Mr. Bump makes me drive (or one of them) is because he wants to read his book.
37. I dream of never having to clean my house again. Like I win a house cleaner in the lottery, or something. Or some rich uncle leaves me his cleaning staff.
38. I can never decide if I want kids or just want to make up characters instead. (It's kinda the same thing, right? Well, maybe not.)
39. When I'm tired and my hair is long enough I twirl it around my finger without thinking about it. I was just doing it while trying to think of something worth telling you about me.
40. I don't think I'll ever warm up to camping. First of all, the showers are too few and far between.
41. I have difficulty peeing in a public restroom, let alone the woods.
42. And I can't fall asleep if my head is lower than my legs. Or if there is a rock in my back.
43. I have to use detergent with no dyes or perfumes because otherwise I break out.
44. There are very few parts of me that don't have stretch marks. Don't think you can't abuse your body with food.
45. I love my dog so much sometimes I just have to squeeze her.
46. Also, I like to grab her stub of a tail and use it like a joystick to move her around.
47. I have a brother but I don't really have much in common with him. We have not had an adult conversation where I've ever felt he was really listening to me.
48. This makes me very sad, but at the same time I just have a hard time relating to him. We grew up together but that's about it.
49. But I'm still really proud of him for building his own business and both his house and my parents house. I really respect him, even if I don't always like him.
50. I have a tattoo.
51. I don't regret it, even though I got it when I was 18.
52. But my lack of regret isn't so great that my father knows I have it.
53. My mother-in-law is one of my best friends. And I'm saying that even though I don't think she reads this. She really is.
54. My hair probably isn't really red, but at this point, who knows?
55. This kind of narcissism is more difficult than I thought it would be.
That's enough sharing for tonight. I'll pick this up again later when I want to plumb my murky depths further.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
these eyes...are closing/5 more things about me
I'm up--I'm up! I'm so tired, but I'm here. I've been going strong since 5:40 this morning so this will be a short one.
I was having headaches last week that I thought were sinus headaches, but since they came back today when I got back to work, I'm beginning to wonder if it is my vision. I've got an eye appointment tomorrow. I'm just hoping that these eyes which I paid so much to have lasiked aren't giving out on me. I have a pair of low magnification glasses for computer work, but that didn't seem to help the problem.
And that reminds me of No. 26 thing about me:
26. I'm kind of a hypochondriac. In the sense that I'm always sure all issues I have are more serious than they end up being. The only problem with that is that someday, I'm going to rely on that fact, and someday it is going to be serious. Maybe.
27. Rear Window. The Shawshank Redemption. So I Married an Axe Murderer. Amelie. Some of the kaleidoscope of me is in those movies.
28. I can gain or lose 4 pounds in the course of a very good or very bad day.
29. Much like when I get hungry, I get very cranky when I'm tired. Right now I'm very tired.
30. When I was little and I used to get something new, I had to sleep with it. Whether it was a tambourine or a bottle of lotion. I'm still a bit obsessed with new things.
That's enough of that. G'night. I'll jabber on tomorrow.
I was having headaches last week that I thought were sinus headaches, but since they came back today when I got back to work, I'm beginning to wonder if it is my vision. I've got an eye appointment tomorrow. I'm just hoping that these eyes which I paid so much to have lasiked aren't giving out on me. I have a pair of low magnification glasses for computer work, but that didn't seem to help the problem.
And that reminds me of No. 26 thing about me:
26. I'm kind of a hypochondriac. In the sense that I'm always sure all issues I have are more serious than they end up being. The only problem with that is that someday, I'm going to rely on that fact, and someday it is going to be serious. Maybe.
27. Rear Window. The Shawshank Redemption. So I Married an Axe Murderer. Amelie. Some of the kaleidoscope of me is in those movies.
28. I can gain or lose 4 pounds in the course of a very good or very bad day.
29. Much like when I get hungry, I get very cranky when I'm tired. Right now I'm very tired.
30. When I was little and I used to get something new, I had to sleep with it. Whether it was a tambourine or a bottle of lotion. I'm still a bit obsessed with new things.
That's enough of that. G'night. I'll jabber on tomorrow.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
one hundred things - volume one
I stole this from over here, but I'm not above a blog idea theft. I don't know how interested anyone will be in this--I'm not sure even I want to know 100 things about myself, so we'll see how far I get. This might get changed to 12 1/2 things about me. Ok, how 'bout we start with 25 and see how long you all are interested in my narcissism.
1. I was born May 14th, 1974.
2. I was adopted about a month later, a decision my birthmother made, for which I can't thank her enough. You have no idea.
3. I forget things. All the time. Chances are if you have a memory of you and me doing something more than five years ago, you can tell me what we did like a story I've never heard before.
4. I love movies and I sorely miss them. Mr. Bump sold me a bill of good when we were dating which led me to believe he enjoyed going to the movies. He does not. I love the smell of popcorn, the anonymity of the dark, and the tipping headlong into a story, without escape. I think I'm the reason the Hollywood box office has been in the toilet--singlehandedly destroying the Hollywood Studio System--that's me!
5. I hate, hate, hate doing laundry. I wait until the last possible moment to do it. I used to have a laundry bag that said "One more day and I'll be naked."
6. I have an unnatural attachment to my pillow. I have travel with it, even if it means bringing a bigger bag and checking it. I live in fear that my luggage will get lost and we will be separated forever.
7. Even though we don't plan on having kids, Mr. Bump and I run through lists of names for what we'd call our kids. And I'm not telling because I don't want anyone to steal my great names. Nyaah.
8. One of my regular dreams is that I'm in a car accident and I can see the other car coming at me/us, I think "This is it. It's over," and I die, which is when I wake up. Terrifying. It heebs me out just to write it.
9. I'm an atheist who grew up Catholic, but I don't admit it freely (the atheist part, not the Catholic part). If someone asks, I'll admit it, but mostly I keep it to myself.
10. I used to lie a lot when I was a teenager, for no good reason. I just liked to make stuff up, I guess.
11. I really miss being in school. Another dream I have is that I go back to school even though I've graduated, just for the classes.
12. I feel really lucky that I get to work where I do, just for the beautiful architecture.
13. I've never broken a bone.
14. I've only got two scars--one on my left hand and one on my left foot.
15. Even though I'm kinda ashamed of it, I read a lot of chick lit. It's very diverting and doesn't require any thought. Book candy.
16. When I need to eat I get really grumpy.
17. Which Mr. Bump hates.
18. Of course it doesn't help when he says, "You need to eat." Even though he's usually right.
19. I love my mother but sometimes when she's talking to me on the phone my mind wanders.
20. Sometimes I have a secret conversation with Mr. Bump when I'm talking to her.
21. Although I know it goes against everything I believe in, sometimes I just wish I could stay home and let Mr. Bump bring home the bacon. I'd be happy to do the fryin' part. And I'll take one for Team Bump and get all the sleeping late, watching tv and playing on the internet that needs to get done in this family.
22. I hate it when Mr. Bump says "Someone didn't [insert thing that should have been done] or Someone left the [insert thing that was left in an inappropriate place]." Like it's a big mystery.
23. I am such a horrible procrastinator most of the time. Right now I'm blogging to avoid doing laundry and packing for the trip we're leaving on day after tomorrow. Multi-tasking!
24. I can kill an hour wandering around a Walgreens, looking at makeup, magazines, shampoo and toiletries. Not that I often have that hour to spare, but when I need to get something done, it is a great way to procrastinate.
25. Aside from the nine hours a day that I'm actually working (not including my lunch hour), I'm generally within 15 feet of my husband. And if I don't see him for 24 hours (which is pretty rare), I really really miss him.
--Ok, this seems like a good stopping place. I'll save 26-100 for some other day I'm out of other things to write about.
1. I was born May 14th, 1974.
2. I was adopted about a month later, a decision my birthmother made, for which I can't thank her enough. You have no idea.
3. I forget things. All the time. Chances are if you have a memory of you and me doing something more than five years ago, you can tell me what we did like a story I've never heard before.
4. I love movies and I sorely miss them. Mr. Bump sold me a bill of good when we were dating which led me to believe he enjoyed going to the movies. He does not. I love the smell of popcorn, the anonymity of the dark, and the tipping headlong into a story, without escape. I think I'm the reason the Hollywood box office has been in the toilet--singlehandedly destroying the Hollywood Studio System--that's me!
5. I hate, hate, hate doing laundry. I wait until the last possible moment to do it. I used to have a laundry bag that said "One more day and I'll be naked."
6. I have an unnatural attachment to my pillow. I have travel with it, even if it means bringing a bigger bag and checking it. I live in fear that my luggage will get lost and we will be separated forever.
7. Even though we don't plan on having kids, Mr. Bump and I run through lists of names for what we'd call our kids. And I'm not telling because I don't want anyone to steal my great names. Nyaah.
8. One of my regular dreams is that I'm in a car accident and I can see the other car coming at me/us, I think "This is it. It's over," and I die, which is when I wake up. Terrifying. It heebs me out just to write it.
9. I'm an atheist who grew up Catholic, but I don't admit it freely (the atheist part, not the Catholic part). If someone asks, I'll admit it, but mostly I keep it to myself.
10. I used to lie a lot when I was a teenager, for no good reason. I just liked to make stuff up, I guess.
11. I really miss being in school. Another dream I have is that I go back to school even though I've graduated, just for the classes.
12. I feel really lucky that I get to work where I do, just for the beautiful architecture.
13. I've never broken a bone.
14. I've only got two scars--one on my left hand and one on my left foot.
15. Even though I'm kinda ashamed of it, I read a lot of chick lit. It's very diverting and doesn't require any thought. Book candy.
16. When I need to eat I get really grumpy.
17. Which Mr. Bump hates.
18. Of course it doesn't help when he says, "You need to eat." Even though he's usually right.
19. I love my mother but sometimes when she's talking to me on the phone my mind wanders.
20. Sometimes I have a secret conversation with Mr. Bump when I'm talking to her.
21. Although I know it goes against everything I believe in, sometimes I just wish I could stay home and let Mr. Bump bring home the bacon. I'd be happy to do the fryin' part. And I'll take one for Team Bump and get all the sleeping late, watching tv and playing on the internet that needs to get done in this family.
22. I hate it when Mr. Bump says "Someone didn't [insert thing that should have been done] or Someone left the [insert thing that was left in an inappropriate place]." Like it's a big mystery.
23. I am such a horrible procrastinator most of the time. Right now I'm blogging to avoid doing laundry and packing for the trip we're leaving on day after tomorrow. Multi-tasking!
24. I can kill an hour wandering around a Walgreens, looking at makeup, magazines, shampoo and toiletries. Not that I often have that hour to spare, but when I need to get something done, it is a great way to procrastinate.
25. Aside from the nine hours a day that I'm actually working (not including my lunch hour), I'm generally within 15 feet of my husband. And if I don't see him for 24 hours (which is pretty rare), I really really miss him.
--Ok, this seems like a good stopping place. I'll save 26-100 for some other day I'm out of other things to write about.
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