quirkiness r us

Do you ever stop and think about how strange you are? I mean seriously? If not, take a step back and think about it. You are Strange! I am Strange. Really really Strange! I was laughing at myself today. I do that pretty often, I mean I have to otherwise I will go nuts! So today I was doing dishes at church and I was in a nice shirt and skirt and of course I have water all over me. I can't do dishes with out getting my clothes wet. I was on my computer today. I have a little alert that lets me know if I have new mail. It says I don't but I checked it about 10 times today anyway. I can't stand closed toed shoes. Tennis shoes or any closed toed shoes make me feel confined. I wear tennis shoes to work out and as soon as I get in my car or back in my house I change into flip flips almost immediately. I don't like being sun burned but I def. want a tan. You think I would have figured out a happy medium of an spf that would work for me, but yet I many times go with out instead! (I know I know skin cancer... .this is not harp on mel time this is mel is strange time) COTTAGE CHEESE. I have never actually tried it, unless it was cooked in my lasagna... but the look and texture of it grosses me out so much that I hate it. I hate cottage cheese... butI have never tried it. You can tell if I am hungry because I stop talking and let's be real I talk alot so you know something is wrong if I am silent. I have to have the satisfaction of hitting my alarm clock several times before waking up so I set my alarm clock about an hour earlier than I really want to be up. It really bothers me when the people at SUBWAY don't put new gloves on before they make my sandwich. I don't do anything about it but I can't stand pickles or mustard or olives or peppers near my sandwich. Since this is a make it your own way place I feel as if it should truly be my own way. I am like crawling out of my skin when I see someone touching pickles and then cutting the sandwich and there is a little bit of mustard on their gloves and they ask me oh so nicely... what kind of sandwich would you like? I would like one with no pickle juice or mustard germs please!

I know I am strange. I know there is an endless list that can be added on... I also know that if my nearest and dearest friends could add onto this list I may run . I am strange. You are strange... but I love who God made me to be... do you love who God made you to be? I do! Thanks for being you!