I’m Obsessed
As many of you have probably deduced over the last year and a half, I have a few obsessions. Some may call these quirks, some may suggest I seek intense counseling. Hehe. I choose to label these as simply eccentricities. Sounds much more exotic, yes?
My blogger friend Minka has bestowed the following award upon me.

How cool is this?!?!?!!
Like I needed reminding, but anywho. Hahahahaha
I am so humble. Hahahahahhaa
What is up with all that laughing?
Okay, seriously. In order to completely accept and embrace this award, I have been asked to share FIVE of my obsessions, um, eccentricities. I feel the exoticness oozing all over the place.
Here we go:
- If you have been a Thinker Fan since the beginning (and, seriously, who hasn’t?), you may remember my “concern” with touching meat products with my hands. Cooked or uncooked, this just totally creeps me out. No matter how much I wash my hands, I am convinced that I have left just enough yucky stuff under my nails enabling me to surely contract salmonella. And with the H1N1 thing around, a girl’s gotta be careful. Consequently, I have very dry hands that are in constant need of super duper hand moisturizer…which I keep nearby at all times.
- When I get an idea in my head, I can’t move on until I have worked out every single, teeny, tiny detail to my utmost satisfaction. For instance – and this one may make me sound just a wee bit obsessive – about a year or so ago, I determined that it was necessary for me to decide immediately whether I should make digital scrapbooks, regular scrapbooks or a combination of the two. Oh, and should they all be 12x12, 8x8 (which I could print myself), hardbound books, individually printed pages…and on and on. You see how this might drive a girl nuts? I toiled over this for MONTHS! I have no idea why this had to be settled once and for all, forever and ever. Geez. Resolution – the Calm and Practical Teri told me to just chill and do whatever I wanted. Live in the moment. Geez. Why couldn’t I think of that? Oh wait, I did. Oh wait. Oh.
- I am on a mission to find a new brown purse. Let’s preface this with “I Hate Shopping.” So this finding a new brown purse thing is giving me a headache. I finally found a new black purse last weekend. Really great sale that unfortunately involved me actually stepping into the store and picking out that new black purse. Yuck. This old brown purse must be replaced soon because it is starting to tear up. Yeah, I’m that woman who uses things to death. I got this purse on clearance at Tarjay about 8 years ago for $3.25. I swear I did. I do not have to spend a lot on a purse to feel good about it. The main criteria for my new brown purse: (a) a GREAT deal, and (b) it has to be small enough to just barely fit my wallet and teeny tiny spy camera. If I get a purse too big, I may be tempted to cram a bunch of junk in it. Forget it. Okay, I’m done with this one. I am getting antsy just thinking about the shopping thing.
- I MUST put my clothes in order of color. I find it helps me choose more quickly what I want to wear everyday. My husband only noticed this exoticness a couple of years ago. If I feel like blue will make me look fabu that day, I want to speed to the blue section and pick. Red…any day is great for red…head over there and grab it. Yeah, boring, but it’s me.
- Okay, I’m going to lump a couple of things together in this last category. This may be the thing that pushes me a little out there, but hey. Since I was in high school, I have the need to push down all the little buttons on the soda cup lids that restaurants use. Makes the drink taste better, maybe??? Also, I have to fold over any napkin that has writing on it. What if that writing rubs off on my mouth, and I don’t know it? I would look weird(er). If the traffic light turns yellow while I am crossing under it, I have to kiss my hand and touch the inside roof of the car. This is supposed to help me avoid getting hit or getting a ticket. It’s worked so far. And last but not least, it is crucial that all the paper money in my wallet face the same direction. Yes, yes, yes.
That’s it. If any of you want to play along, go for it. You can leave a link on your comment or just list a few obsessions right here.
Most importantly – don’t hold any of this against me. A girl gotta do what a girl gotta do.
HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH
Geez, there's that weird laughter again.
Whatever.
Today’s Daily Blog Song – “Don’t Stand So Close To Me” by The Police (about a school girl obsessed with her teacher…another story for another day!!!)






























