Tag, you're it!

I've been tagged. I had to ask my daughter exactly what that meant. So, thanks to Band of Brothers I will try to come up with 6 random things about me without totally embarrassing myself. I hope this makes up to Stacia because she also tagged me and I didn't respond.

#1. I love, love, love, containers, compartments, and all organizing items. I love catergorizing, too. My clothes and shoes are put away into groups. I can't even imagne having an unlimited shopping spree in "The Containe Store". I dream of being a professional organizer. That's on the days when I not dreaming of being Dr. Phil. (Don't you just want to smack some sense into some of his guests?)

#2. I am addicted to product packaging. If there are two identical bottles of shampoo on the store shelf I will pay extra for the one with the best presentation. I believe every marketing trick that gets a consumer to make bigger and more expensive purchases. I want the coolest, the cutest, and the most cleverly wrapped items. And, I have to buy every new grocery item from chips to butter. It's a true sickness.

#3. I don't vacuum. I believe in 15 minutes tidying before bed makes for a pleasant house to look at when I wake up in the mornng. I'm pretty tidy and like my house to look good all the time. But, truth be known, in the two years I've lived here our central vacuum system has been only used by Elvira, the housecleaner, every other week. Maybe, just maybe, hubby tried it out once when we first moved in. I'm ashamed I've admitted this.

#4. I shave my legs every single day. It is because of a deal my new hubby and I made. For every day that he shaved his face I would shave my legs. For 36 years we've kept that promise. Can you even imagine how many times that is?

#5. I've been known to carry a cheeseburger in my purse. Seriously folks, I can spend hours nibbling at it. I offer up this kid's meal remedy for anxiety, bad tummies, and the flu. It's got your protein to get energy, the cheese helps stop you up, and the bread soaks up the yucks. French fries stay down and the cola syrup helps with the nausea while the carbonation helps the stomach to release the gas. It is the truth as I know and it should be in every medical book. Again, I must mention GG because when she wants to know how I am doing she asks, "Do you have a hamburger in your purse today?"

#6. I don't like animals. Really. I like my dog - somewhat - but I don't like anyone else's. And I don't like cats, horses, guinea pigs, etc. etc. etc. Mostly, I complete fear of caged birds. It would take years of therapy to get rid of the nightmares of being forced into the chicken coup and pheasant pens. Geesh Louise, I used to dance around screaming as those birds flapped their wings and dove right at me.

Six random things...I could think of many more. Gosh, I really am weird.