I'm the Mindy, Gotta Love Me

I know I am weird.  I make no claims to be anything other than weird. I think that the world would be a lot better place if everyone was upfront with their quirkiness and embraced it instead of thumping their chest acting like they were perfect.  

Last week's word was Throwed Off.  We embrace that here in the South.

Mindy and throwed off:

1.   I hate raw onions but love them cooked.
2.   I think that when someone leaves a buggy all willy nilly in a parking lot, they should have to be chained to said buggy and have to drag it around with them for 24 hours.
3.   I cannot be left alone in a house where there are potato chips or chili cheese fritos.
4.   It used to be the same thing with flaming hot Cheetos until I pooped red and it scared me.  They sure don't put THAT in the commercial.
5.   I think my left boob is involved in an intricate plan to succeed from my body.  I guess to form it's own state or something.  They both tend to have a mind of their own.
6.   People really should call me for answers.  I don't always know how to run my own life but I am purty damned good at running other peoples.  ~grins~
7.  I refuse to buy a waffle maker because of all of the different recipes I see on pinterest. 
8.  I fry bacon on my George Foreman grill.  Now I won't fry it any other way.
9.  I binge watch TV.  Especially if a new season is released all at once (House of Cards, Orange is the New Black).  Netflix and I are buddies.
10. I am now addicted to jigger videos on youtube. 
11. I believe that raising my two children is my greatest accomplishments. 
12. When something needs to be done and I just do not have it in my to do it, I just ignore it.  I am that ostrich whose head is in the sand.  An example:  I have not mowed my backyard all summer.  Well, actually, I mowed half of it.  The spring started off great.  I planted my little garden and all was well.  Until I got my first tomato.  I was surprised to find it in the exact same place as the first little tomato the year before.  I took a picture of it without thinking and started to send it to my daddy.  Then I remembered he is not on that other end of that number anymore.   The last picture I sent to him was the last season's first little tomato.  That was the last thing we talked about.  I have not really gone into my back yard since then.  Everything died and the grass grew tall.  The back yard ~shudders~
13.  Grief freaking sucks.
14.  My favorite doctor is still #9 Christopher Eccleston.  I keep hoping he comes back.  When I look at the feeds on my blog and see that someone has looked at it from places like Villiars Rhone-Alpes, United Kingdom, Saherarita Arizona and Calgary Alberta....I just know it is Dr. Who checking in on me.  I would have been a great companion. 
15.  I could never work at a job that would require me to tuck in my shirt.  NOT.GOING.TO.HAPPEN.
16.  I have a B.O.B. at home and a small one at work.
17.  I have all of the teeth that my kids have lost.  I do not want to keep them. Something just seems so wrong about throwing them away.
18.  The oddest think I ever bought, inadvertently, at a garage sale was teeth. REAL teeth.
19.  I have uncanny luck about winning things.  I have not played for awhile because I get embarrassed by winning.  BUT...I am going to Vegas soon!!  Wish me luck!
20.  I love hearing conspiracy theories. 


  1. You are so funny. I agree, it's important to embrace our own paticulat weirdness.

    I completely understand how one tiny little tomato can stir the waters of grief.

    1. I did not even eat it! lol I will start over with the garden next year.

  2. I hope someone Ninja mows your back yard for you so that you don't have to go back there until you're ready.

    1. I hope so too. I suspect that I will have to do it. That might not be so bad....kinda like conquering my demons?!?!?!

  3. 1. I love people's lists of weirdness like this!
    2. I tell people your red poo story ALL. THE. TIME.
    3. Re: the left boob. I cannot believe you finally found a way for your insurance to pay for boob reduction surgery.
    4. I do not know what a jigger video is. Is it safe to google that at work?
    5. Maybe next year don't plant tomatoes? Or plant them with a vengeance!

    1. Next year I am taking my yard back! That is the silver lining!! BOOB JOB!! And yes, jigger is safe to google at work. If you like mango worms, ticks or maggots....you will LOVE jigger removal videos.

  4. I miss my dad every day. He died in 1995. Just sayin'.
    Big hugs.

    1. I miss mine too. Don't see that changing. I wish I had planted big ole sunflowers this year instead of tomatoes. Hugs ya back.

  5. LOL #4!

    Hugs to you for your daddy and the back yard…mine has been gone since 1999 and I still think of things I want to tell him.

    1. Oh Zorra...I cannot make these things up. ;)

  6. This is great!! I love it. I was too afraid to ask about the jigger thing (thanks Rach) Red poop... why didn't i know that? The things we lay down, are the things that set us free in some way. And the grief.... it's like a rubber band.... it's stretches and becomes thinner then snaps back at you with a smart little sting. I hate it. I flat out hate it.
    I love you though.

    1. I don't like when rubber bands do that Lori!! LOL I love you too.

  7. I'm right there with ya on everything except. The teeth. And mine was the right boob.

  8. I love weird people.

    You'd be one of those.

  9. I DO love you, and your little tomato breaks my heart.


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