Everyone has those little bits of random that are theirs alone. Sometimes they are aren’t noticeable, sometimes they are glaringly obvious. Being the little sister in my family, I found any of my eccentricities were pointed out with relish, the more public the setting the better. Sort of like when I got my period for the first time and that evening at dinner my Mom announced to the dinner table “Allison has become a woman today!”.

Yeah. Like that.

I will admit that I do have some quirks. Most of them seem to revolve around eating, but not all. For example, I rarely take a bit OUT of anything. I prefer to cut it into pieces that I can just pop into my mouth. This goes for pretty much anything: fruit, sandwiches, pizza…whatever. I seriously destroy my food. I blame it on 3 years of braces. Anyone who has had those brackets of doom understands that biting into anything is just asking for hours of cleaning later. Jim, however, is of the opinion that I am just a little crazy.

I also LOATHE eating in public. Apparently this is an actual type of eating disorder, but I am not extreme with it. When I was little we would go out to eat as a family and I would pick and pick, barely touching my food. We would leave and as soon as we got in the car I would tear into my leftovers. They never had a chance. As I grew older and realized I had to actually cook in order to eat of home it got a little better. I am still much more likely to get take-out than I am to eat IN a restaurant…but I can do it without as much angst now.

One of Jim’s favorite things to pick on my for happens during my bedtime routine. When I finally make it to bed I always put lotion on my feet. I have super dry skin on my tootsies and it is uncomfortable to the point of  pain if I don’t lube them up. BUT…I don’t want my hands covered in lotion. So I squirt the lotion onto one foot and rub the soles of my feet together to spread it. Are you getting this visual? I’m sure it is rather entertaining to watch…but I HAVE to do it.

What little things do you do?