So I haven't been diagnosed or even tested for that matter for OCD, but Adam is pretty sure that I have the disorder, based on a few simple "weird" things that I do on occasion about the house. I'd like to take this moment and share a few with you, in hopes that I'm not the only woman like this that I know....hopefully someone can identify! haha I try not to tell too many people about these things because some are seriously silly I know, but I'll just let you in to how my mind works sometimes. And just in case anyone reads this and takes it too seriously, I don't think there will be any impending doom if these things don't happen and ultimately that's what separates me from actually having a ritual type of OCD.
- Due to a science guy, (think Bill Nye, but less dorky), speaking to my 6th grade class about recluse spiders, I now shake my tennis shoes harder than one should before placing them on my foot. ( I also think that after reading this, if you don't do this one, you will)
- My fridge has to be pristine! All labels facing out, drinks out of the 12-pack box they came in, and for goodness sakes, all left over containers need to be put in a drawer so I can't see them until they are eaten. Also, the top of the fridge needs to be cleaned at least once a week. Living with someone can make this one quite difficult. I usually put away the groceries as to avoid any conflict.
- My closet is color coordinated. I came to this conclusion AFTER I went through several "rough drafts", if you will, of how I'd like to organize my closet. I went through a long phase of coordinating by style, length, etc, but in the end, a color coordination in the scheme of ROYGBIV is the most aesthetically pleasing to one's eye while getting dressed in the morning. And yes, I do notice if someone places a piece of clothing where it does not belong.
-It drives me crazy if the hot/cold handles on a sink aren't turned off to be perpendicular with the sink, rather than turned to the side,etc.
- In the house I grew up in, my bedroom door opened right in front of where the attic opening was in the ceiling, I would have to jump up and hit the rope hanging or else I wouldn't let myself out of my room.
- I have a weird thing about counting things. I count everything. For instance, when applying deodorant, I count in my head as I swipe, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 - stop - switch arms, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. - stop - switch back 1, 2, 3, stop , switch back - 1, 2, 3. And if you've ever had the pleasure of getting a facial from me, I spray the toner 6 times too. If I lose count? I start over. I also count stairs each and every time I go up and down them. At one time, I had every stair case number memorized on Appalachian State University's campus.
- If I've seen your car, chances are that I have your license plate memorized. Try me sometime.
- I have an aversion to eating square shaped things, such as, square shaped pizza and hamburgers. If you hand me a square pizza slice, I will refuse to eat it. yuck!
- I have a thing with the number 555. Whenever I look at a clock, I swear its always 5:55! I think everyone has this time of thing happen to them, like is there a specific time you always wake up?
Alright, I think that's enough for now!!!
Also, important note, you should be able to leave comments now without having to sign up and get an account. :) ok, I'll post more tomorrow I'm sure. Until then...
xoxo, Bec
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
I'm hilarious.
Since Adam's birthday & Valentine's Day I have been planning to send something to Adam by mail, by delivery, by person, by WHATEVER and today I finally went ahead and decided to send it. Will it come in the mail? Will someone find him on the beach kiteboarding and hand deliver it to him? Or will it just be me baking cookies for him? WHO KNOWS!! I could be sending a beer bouquet!!
Anywho, I'm laughing soo hard right now that I could snort b/c what I sent him is just so darn funny!!!! You know I like to send "nature's post-its" message through bananas, well, I found a creative new way of sending a message. haha Stay tuned to find out what it is! I had to warn him it was coming b/c I want to make sure he gets it...but he has no idea what it is. hehehe
I will update soon with details.
Anywho, I'm laughing soo hard right now that I could snort b/c what I sent him is just so darn funny!!!! You know I like to send "nature's post-its" message through bananas, well, I found a creative new way of sending a message. haha Stay tuned to find out what it is! I had to warn him it was coming b/c I want to make sure he gets it...but he has no idea what it is. hehehe
I will update soon with details.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
OH, I GET IT!
Super blonde moment that I must share...
Has anyone else heard the new Britney Spears single, "If You Seek Amy"? There has been a tremendous amount of controversy surrounding the song lately. I heard the song several times in the car and I thought it might be about these topics:
- Amy Fisher (perhaps it's the story of what could have been, if of course there were no shootings)
- A metaphor for some girl, not necessarily "Amy", but maybe someone like Natalie Holloway. Perhaps people would find it controversial that she would sing a song about missing persons.
- I also thought, maybe its Britney's way of speaking to the media about how they hassle her, "if you seek Amy" might be more about if you want to see her "media persona" or get to know the real Britney.
Well, as I'm sure you already know, none of these are correct. I heard the song again this morning, so I decided to finally look up the lyrics and then read an article on what was so controversial.
For those of you that don't know the reason already, Britney is NOT as deep as I was trying to make her. The song is code for: If = F You = U Seek= CK Amy = Me
Did you catch that? Yeah, after reading the lyrics, it makes a little more sense than her trying to talk to the media. haha
You're saying the lyrics aloud now aren't you? hahaha Next time you hear the song, you'll totally be singing the other words.
ok, I must go , but until next time...
xoxo, Becca
Has anyone else heard the new Britney Spears single, "If You Seek Amy"? There has been a tremendous amount of controversy surrounding the song lately. I heard the song several times in the car and I thought it might be about these topics:
- Amy Fisher (perhaps it's the story of what could have been, if of course there were no shootings)
- A metaphor for some girl, not necessarily "Amy", but maybe someone like Natalie Holloway. Perhaps people would find it controversial that she would sing a song about missing persons.
- I also thought, maybe its Britney's way of speaking to the media about how they hassle her, "if you seek Amy" might be more about if you want to see her "media persona" or get to know the real Britney.
Well, as I'm sure you already know, none of these are correct. I heard the song again this morning, so I decided to finally look up the lyrics and then read an article on what was so controversial.
For those of you that don't know the reason already, Britney is NOT as deep as I was trying to make her. The song is code for: If = F You = U Seek= CK Amy = Me
Did you catch that? Yeah, after reading the lyrics, it makes a little more sense than her trying to talk to the media. haha
You're saying the lyrics aloud now aren't you? hahaha Next time you hear the song, you'll totally be singing the other words.
ok, I must go , but until next time...
xoxo, Becca
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Rebecca's ammendments to the SC Driver's Manual
Why is it that it seems more and more people in the state of South Carolina are incapable of driving by the rules? I'm sure everyone took the driver's test at one point or another, so when exactly did they forget what to do? Adam makes fun of me for driving like a "grandma", but I maintain that I just follow all safety precautions and am a mindful, alert and defensive driver at all times. My dad was the colonel of the highway patrol, so I learned from the best!
Here are just a few minor suggestions (or pet peeves, whatever you want to call them) that I think should be added to the handbook.
1. IF you insist on driving a loud, noisy, and annoying motorcycle, please have the decency to get the hell out of my way so I don't get scared I'm going to run you over with my SUV. Also, please wear a helmet. There shouldn't be an option, the only other option is your brain being on pavement. And thirdly, please do not pop wheelies on I-526 on, near or around me as I'm driving.
2. If you are going to turn into my lane, I recommend indicating that! I think there's this thing called a ... blinker. Down is for left, Up is for Right, please use it. Also, make sure you look before heading over to my lane too!
3. If I can hear your radio, while I'm inside my vehicle with the windows up, then yours is at a decibel that is uncalled for in my standards. No one needs to listen to rap that loudly, unless of course, you've been shot and can no longer hear through your eardrums.
4. If I can feel your bass in my car, then you are also listening too loudly to your music. *See #3.
5. If you must pass me because my going 10mph over the speed limit is too Slllooooowwww for you, then please do so quickly and don't look over at me while doing so. Also, I reserve all right to laugh at you, smile, and wave as the policeman that you didn't see pulls you over right in front of me.
6. Since when did putting a tribute to your dead relative on a window decal for the back of your vehicle become the proper way to pay your final respect? Jojo will be forever remembered because we have immortalized him on our crown vic, with the tinted windows, and the ultimate vehicular accessory, "Dubs".
7. Whats with all the damn Beanie Babies on the back of someone's vehicle? Seriously. They are stuffed animals... is this your form of car alarm?!
8. Is there a law that says if you drive a truck and live in Summerville or Goose Creek, SC, you must tint your windows with a confederate flag in the back and put your names on either side? Thanks Brooks & Tina for clearing up just who's truck it is!! Bet it confuses you when Tina drives, doesn't it?
9. If you are a truck driver for an 18-wheeler please do not honk your horn over and over trying to get my attention while driving in the lane next to me. I am pretty sure my car is not on fire or has a flat, so I could care less that you think my legs are sexy. I am noticing your incessant honking, I'm just pretending to be turning up my music and therefore, drowning you out. (And yes, this happened to me... recently. Gotta love North Rhett)
10. And lastly, what's with the people who pass me going 100mph that are reclined in their seats? RECLINED!!!!!! Is the lumbar on your heated leather seats so comfy that you feel the need to lean back and relax to the fullest as you barely put one hand on the wheel?
ok, thats it for now.. not necessarily amendments per Se, just pet peeves. haha
Here are just a few minor suggestions (or pet peeves, whatever you want to call them) that I think should be added to the handbook.
1. IF you insist on driving a loud, noisy, and annoying motorcycle, please have the decency to get the hell out of my way so I don't get scared I'm going to run you over with my SUV. Also, please wear a helmet. There shouldn't be an option, the only other option is your brain being on pavement. And thirdly, please do not pop wheelies on I-526 on, near or around me as I'm driving.
2. If you are going to turn into my lane, I recommend indicating that! I think there's this thing called a ... blinker. Down is for left, Up is for Right, please use it. Also, make sure you look before heading over to my lane too!
3. If I can hear your radio, while I'm inside my vehicle with the windows up, then yours is at a decibel that is uncalled for in my standards. No one needs to listen to rap that loudly, unless of course, you've been shot and can no longer hear through your eardrums.
4. If I can feel your bass in my car, then you are also listening too loudly to your music. *See #3.
5. If you must pass me because my going 10mph over the speed limit is too Slllooooowwww for you, then please do so quickly and don't look over at me while doing so. Also, I reserve all right to laugh at you, smile, and wave as the policeman that you didn't see pulls you over right in front of me.
6. Since when did putting a tribute to your dead relative on a window decal for the back of your vehicle become the proper way to pay your final respect? Jojo will be forever remembered because we have immortalized him on our crown vic, with the tinted windows, and the ultimate vehicular accessory, "Dubs".
7. Whats with all the damn Beanie Babies on the back of someone's vehicle? Seriously. They are stuffed animals... is this your form of car alarm?!
8. Is there a law that says if you drive a truck and live in Summerville or Goose Creek, SC, you must tint your windows with a confederate flag in the back and put your names on either side? Thanks Brooks & Tina for clearing up just who's truck it is!! Bet it confuses you when Tina drives, doesn't it?
9. If you are a truck driver for an 18-wheeler please do not honk your horn over and over trying to get my attention while driving in the lane next to me. I am pretty sure my car is not on fire or has a flat, so I could care less that you think my legs are sexy. I am noticing your incessant honking, I'm just pretending to be turning up my music and therefore, drowning you out. (And yes, this happened to me... recently. Gotta love North Rhett)
10. And lastly, what's with the people who pass me going 100mph that are reclined in their seats? RECLINED!!!!!! Is the lumbar on your heated leather seats so comfy that you feel the need to lean back and relax to the fullest as you barely put one hand on the wheel?
ok, thats it for now.. not necessarily amendments per Se, just pet peeves. haha
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Happy Tuesday!

Happy Tuesday everyone! Since the last time I posted, I put a photo on here being mean to Adam, I figured I'd show what else I do for him! I just love to cook and bake, especially for other people.
This is going to be a random posting today because I have a lot going on and not a lot to say. Yesterday, I attending an advanced eyelash extension course that lasted from 7:30am until 8:30pm (it was supposed to be over by 6:30pm). I am so completely proud of myself because I was the only person in the class to receive my advanced certification on the spot!
Apparently, I forgot to tell anyone else I was going to be in the class all day because I missed 6 phone calls during the course of the day (granted, my mom was three of the 6, but still!). My cell phone NEVER rings, yet on this day, it rang 6 times! Oops! sorry! One of the calls was a very hungry Adam, waiting for me to come home, instead of gnawing his arm off, he went ahead and ate without me. When I got home? Plate fixed for me and he warmed it up and served me dinner! Am I lucky or what?!
Now, on to more important things about last night. I am so ashamed to tell you this, but I have to divulge that I have a secret addiction to "The Bachelor". I watched the three hour show last night intently, waiting for Jason to pick Melissa (which I previously already knew b/c I read it on a spoiler site, of course!). Then in the After the Rose Ceremony, saw him drop her like a used Kleenex! Seriously!? He couldn't have say, broken her heart a week ago at home instead of millions of people?! A "closed set" is not a "private" thing when it is televised all over the United States! ARGH!
OK, I must also confess that I hired a cleaning lady. Is it wrong that I'm on the computer, updating a fun blog instead of cleaning my house myself? There is sooooooooooooo much bleach going on downstairs that my head feels fuzzy and is starting to hurt. I mean, I seriously can't breathe. I have to leave the house in a bit b/c it has been Clorox bombed! My poor cleaning lady; she's probably discovered the fact that the baseboards in our house haven't been cleaned in ooooohh say, a year's time. Or the dust is falling over her as she Swiffer's the fan blades. OOH its raining dust! My dog has passed out on the couch next to me from the fumes. (J/k!!!).
Ok. must. go. bleach is getting to me. making me very ... unable to think of witty, snarky things. catch ya later!
- xoxo, bec
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