Woohoo! I've Been Meme-d!

Got tagged for a little meme love by Ashley B over at There's a Mouse In My House. Thanks Ashley!


Here are the rules for this particular meme:
1. Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 random and or weird things about yourself.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.



Since my life is filled with quirky randomness it was hard to pick just seven, but this is what I came up with.

1. I joke that I have binge eating disorder, but sometimes I really think it might be true. I ate a whole box of cookies in one sitting a few weeks ago. After eating a Schlotzky's sandwich. After I had already eaten dinner.
2. One of my biggest pet peeves is when girls leave sickeningly cute messages on their boyfriend's facebook wall. If you want to say "Thanks for bringing over the milkshake to cheer me up! Luv ya babes!" I really feel it is more appropriate through text message. Please don't be that girl.

3. I love the beach. I despise sand with all of my being.

4. I have yet to see The Notebook, which according to my roomates, girlfriends, and even some guys practically disqualifies me from being a member of the female gender.
5. In the third grade we had to dress up one day as what we wanted to be when we grew up. There were vets, firemen, teachers, and scientists. Me, the highly ambitious seven year old, dressed up as a waitress.

6. I really admire some people's ability to quote movies because I fail miserably at it. My roommate has acquired this incredible skill, and can see a movie once and practically go word for word from the best scenes. Somehow my brain just doesn't function that way. I really feel lame sometimes, not being able to jump in with the next line of a famous scene. Even my favorite movie that I have seen dozens of times, I botch the lines.

7. I have sweet blood. I must, because mosquitos love me. You think you get a lot of bug bites? I get eaten alive. However many bug bites the people around me get, I can count on having at least 58 percent more than them. As I type this I have four on my arms, two on my left shin and one on my back. It is the middle of November and I haven't been outside in the past week other than to walk to my car. I don't know how they do it but they just hunt me down.

Ok here goes my tagging...read some new blogs, I did!

My Daily Thoughts In Search of Self-Fulfillment, Walsho, Life of a Valley Girl, Stefanella's Drive Through, I Love The Beach, Chronicles of a Taurean Lady, and My Day Off

Turkey and All the Fixin's

turkey, white meat and dark

gravy

cranberry sauce, from a can (unfortunately)

wild rice

stuffing, wrapped in puff pastry

Parmesan and chive potatoes

pineapple and chedder casserole (sounds gross, but my family almost revolted when it was suggested we take it out)

green beans

rolls

macaroni and cheese (we are big on carbs in this family)

squash casserole

pumpkin pie

pecan caramel cake

red velvet cake (a little dry this year)

cookies (chocolate chip and oatmeal butterscotch)

fudge

pecan pie (complete with discussion on pronunciation of "pecan" - it is pee-CAN, like a can of food)

vanilla bean ice cream

Yes, I ate all of the above.

Did I overindulge? 

It is Thanksgiving, you decide. 

Could Be the Biggest Challenge Yet...

This week the Challenge Masters are putting me to the test.

They have collaborated themselves and given me a Thanksgiving Day challenge. Everything in moderation, quality over quantity, portion control!

Basically they told me to attempt not to stuff my face with food on Thursday.

I usually end up like this, but this year I am going to try to take only what I need.

Exposing My Dirty Laundry...to the Washing Machine That Is

I am pretty sure I did about eight loads like this over the weekend. Ugh, I hate laundry. And I can't help but comment that is probably the ugliest laundry basket I have ever seen. No wonder I would avoid it.

This cartoon reminds me of my childhood.

When I was younger my mom would constantly tell me to pick up my room before the cleaning ladies came. Every child, myself included, is always flabbergasted as to why they have to clean before the "cleaning ladies" come to do their job.

It would get to the point where my mom would go into my room and pick up the clothes on the floor herself. I was amazed and thought I had won the war when I came back and my room was all picked up from her doing. It took a few weeks before I realized she had put all the things she picked up in trash bags and stored them in her closet. I was only allowed one item back for a week at a time, and I had to keep my room spotless or all the rest went to Goodwill. "If you can't take care of your things by putting them away then you don't deserve to have them."

It's a good thing that rule doesn't apple today or I would have next to nothing in my house right now.

The organization of my life continues.