6 of My Quirks

A few weeks ago, I was tagged by my friend Cricket to list 6 of my quirks on my blog. I just now saw that post, so I am going to commence listing now:

1. I can't keep my hands off my face. Whether I am tugging on my lip, picking at a dry spot, picking/scratching my eyes, smoothing my eyebrows — if I am doing something, usually something that requires concentration, you'll see my fingers touching some aspect of my face. Can't help it.

2. In my opinion, my dog children are and always will be way more awesome than your human children.

3. I proofread everything — billboards, magazines, newspapers, menus, other people's e-mails, the writing on the screen during newscasts. It's amazing how many people suck with the English language. I know some mistakes are due to being a hurry, like e-mails and personal blogs, but there is no excuse when I find a newscast or menu mistake, and the like.

4. No matter what I am doing, if I can feel that an article of my clothing is bunching or crinkling, I have to fix it. I can be sleeping and my shirt will ride up a bit, and I will wake up and pull it down and smooth it out. I smooth out the pillow constantly, so I don't feel wrinkles on the side of my face. I constantly tug at and smooth my shirt, front and back, when I am driving to work in the morning. If I weren't so fearful of dying in a car wreck, I probably wouldn't wear my seat belt, because it tends to gather my shirt in a way that makes me really aware and uncomfortable until I can fix it.

5. My underwear and bra must match what I am wearing.

6. I cannot drink beer from a can. I will throw up, or gag a whole lot. Just the thought of beer and aluminum gives me the heebie-jeebies.

I know I have more, but that's all you guys are gonna get. :)