Oh gee whiz!

Shelley, my dear pal, has tagged me. I’m supposed to list 5 weird habits. I’m not going to tag anyone else, but feel free to do a you-you.

My Weirdo Meme, by Jayleigh

1. Upon entering my home from work, church, shopping, whatever, I have only minutes before my rings, earrings and other jewelry shall be removed. I guess I just don’t want to get it dirty or break it. Not that I’m hard on my jewelry… I mean, I wear it to work, right? Anyway, my rings go on my “ring thing” and my earrings in a pink glittery tackle-box type jig. And then I feel like I can “get down to business” and cook, or wipe down toilets, or whatever.

2. I change my socks/undergarments several times per day, especially in the summer. I simply cannot abide by sweaty smelling undergarments. No Rob, my darling husband, not even to wear to bed. Not even if I haven’t showered. And though I might wear “purties” underneath my clothes at work, at home, I wear granny-comfortables. I think my honey’s learned to deal with this. I don’t like my shorts ridin’ high when I’m watching TV.

3. Butter in the goulash. I’m not sure what you all consider to be “goulash” but here in Mid-Michigan, it’s tomato, elbow macaroni, and burger. You can put your own spin on it, but those are the main components. Usually I brown the ground beef with onions and a little Italian seasoning, add the cooked mac and diced tomatoes until it “looks good”.

When I was a child, my parents served bread and butter with everything, or else crackers and butter. Have you ever had a Ritz cracker with BUTTER on it? Mmmmm. So when I was a child, I’d stick the buttered crackers on top of the bowl of goulash.

See, Wednesday was goulash night. Wednesday was Piano Lessons for Dotty and me, and my mom wanted something easy to cook, so we had it EVERY Wednesday for at least 3 years. Also, my mom was tired from a long day of doing all those thankless things that Moms do. Laundry, dishes, cooking, bringing cupcakes to school on my birthday, you know those kinds of things.

And when mom was tired and just wanted to hang out with Dad for her allotted time of 3 seconds daily without one of the three of us badgering them to death (it was usually me), she’d let us eat goulash in front of the TV. She hated the avacado green sculptured carpet that her father-in-law picked out (without her permission) because it was CHEAP and that she lived with for over 30 years. (God bless her heart!)

En route to the Living Room, the butter melted off the crackers and onto the goulash, and so as a grown-up, I skip the crackers and just put a pat or two of butter in my goulash. If I’m feeling frisky, I might put butter in my chili too.

4. I like to wear Rob’s slippers around the house. I have at least 3 pairs, but I would rather wear his. He doesn’t know this, but I wear his slippers because he always puts them in the same place… and I can rarely keep track of mine. I think I am not going to alert him to this post being finished because he may start hiding them on me.

5. I ofter eat dinner for breafast. I don’t like breakfast food much. I’d so much rather eat broccoli and cauliflower with cheese and a Hamburger on a bun for breakfast than, say, a bowl of instant cream o’ wheats. *shudder* You could not PAY me to eat a poached egg, but give me last night’s lasagna and I’m in breakfast heaven. Nachos, refried beans with cheese and onion, french onion soup, steak, turkey and stuffing… bring it on, brothah… just don’t serve me oatmeal.

OK I’ll eat oatmeal if I must. And when Mindy lived with us, I often ate breakfast food with her AT the kitchen table (that’s another thing, I hate eating at the table unless Mindy or CJ is with us). She knows of my oddity, so she was always taken aback and loved talking to me about what I would or would not eat for breakfast.

Wasn’t that fun? I think I am going to send my mom a copy about the goulash. She’ll laugh.

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