Friday, January 26, 2007

Six Weird Things About Me

Ann tagged me. Now it's my turn to tell six weird things about me.

1. I collect coconut monkeys. I love those things! I have also given them as wedding shower gifts. It is interesting to see the folks ooh and ahh over something that I know is really a gag gift. I have a few favorites, one with a red guitar, one with leather ears, and one that actually belongs to Ann. It came from the Philippines, and she saw the man carve it.

2. I love whoopie cushions. I also love remote control whoopie cushions. I always have. One of my favorite vacation memories is going to Gatlinburg with Becky, Lydia, Ann, and my mom, and sitting on a bench downtown blowing up and letting rip with a whoopie cushion. Another good memory from that same trip was taking the wc into a bathroom at a rest stop, going into a stall, and letting it rip. I enjoy watching people's reactions.

3. I gave my pastor "Snowman Poop" for Christmas one year. You've probably seen the stuff, miniature marshmallows in a sandwich bag with a note, "You've been naughty, so here's the scoop. All you get for Christmas is Snowman Poop." He took it to his family's Christmas gathering.

4. I have a dial-up internet connection. What's weird about that is I have a modem for the Bellsouth DSL, but am unable to figure out how to get it set up. I've had the modem since November.

5. I have a photograph of four ladies making a quilt framed on my bookcase in the living room. I don't know the ladies. They are dressed up with hats and all, and one, whose name is Anna May, is wearing her hat with a pair of slacks, a collared sweatshirt, and jogging shoes. She reminds me of my mother, who I believe would have done the same thing. The photograph came out of the Life section of our local newspaper. Just Tuesday, I saw another photograph that I would like to frame. It is of a boy, about ten years old, maybe taken in the 1920's. He looks like Buckwheat, all dressed up for church or something.

6. Black gospel music makes me cry. I think it goes back to my infancy, when my parents and grandparents used to sit in their yard on Sunday nights and listen to the music from the Black church near my grandparents' home.

And here's an extra one, just because you've been nice enough to read through the other six. Jewish music and the Yiddish language also make me cry. I have no idea why. I used to say it was because I was Jewish in a past life. Since Baptists don't believe in reincarnation, most folks just laugh at that. However, I do wonder sometimes.

Love to all, and God bless. And by the way, Everett, Lydia, Jules, tag--you're it!


Jehosafat Armbender said...
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jenn hacker said...

Who is this "Jehosafat"? Methinks by his comment that he might not know you too well.

And I loved your weird things list! Miss you, Momma Tooz!

Tooz said...

I am clueless who Jehosafat is. I don't know him. And you're right, he doesn't know me either. Wonder how he got on--I thought Word was blocking spam on blogs. Love you, too.

Jenn-Jenn, the Mother Hen said...

You could always delete his comment by clicking on the little trash can icon below his comment. Or not, it's your choice.

Love you big bunches.

Lydia said...

I missed Jehosophat's comment. Oh well. You had to go and tag me the one day I finally get around to reading blogs again. You old darn it, you! HA!

Well, 6 weird things about me---
1. I like to eat ketchup on my baked potatoes.

2. the oneriest kids I work with tend to be the ones I end up loving the most.

3. I use a curling iron to straighten my hair.

4. every room in my house has tan walls except one and it is lime green.

5. My husband gives me cookie monsters to celebrate special occasions.

6. I can play the armpit.

Lydia said...

I just read Ann's blog on this post and realized I have other weird things--

I too eat strangely, especially candy. My favorite candy bar is a 3 musketeers bar. I eat all the outer layer of chocolate first and then eat the spongy center. You have to eat every candy bar this way. It makes it last much longer and taste better.

And weird thing number two, I cannot cannot cannot stand the sound of mouth noises. Smack your lips and I'll smack your face. Pop your gum and I'll pop you in the mouth.. You get the picture. I also can't stand the sound of someone holding a plastic bag, like a bag of chips, and rattling it in their hands while reading the label. UGH!!! I must carry items like this myself or put them in the cart. If I am shopping with someone who is carrying these kinds of bags, I have to take them away from them. I also don't handle the sound of rummaging through a pencil box well. As for the plastic bag thing, if Cora is playing with a toy that makes that sound, I actually think its cute then. Weird!

Jenn-Jenn, the Mother Hen said...

You guys are all so funny. I miss y'all so much!