I have to check under the car every morning before I leave for work... not sure what for
sheddy wrote (see)
My strangest habit (other than getting unecessarily nerdy in a light-hearted thread) is probably when pouring foostuffs out, like rice, pasta, cereal etc. No matter how much I pour out I always have to grab three or four bits and put them back in the packet. I cannot just pour, stop, put packet away, it just feels wrong!
And as well as clicking my teeth when I chop vegetables (LOL at *small* counting chops!) I also have a tooth-based 'internal drumkit' which I play complicated rhythms on when I'm distracted.
A hard, quick bite of the teeth is the kick drum, a scrape of the teeth is the snare (the cymbals have to be imaginary).
Tracky the counting the cats thing is rather endearing actually.
Steve Greengrass can't eat lasagne becuase it's all mixed up - I'm assuming you're not that bad Pud?
Mind you my OH eats one "section" at a time in order of niceness. Assuming the meal is sausage, mash and peas it will be all the peas first because they are most boring, then all the mash, then all the sausages.
I've had to stop doing that as quite often I am full towards the end of the meal but I force myself to carry on as I have left my fave stuff till last.
I now eat my fave first just in case.
Screamapillar wrote (see)
Steve Greengrass can't eat lasagne becuase it's all mixed up - I'm assuming you're not that bad Pud? Mind you my OH eats one "section" at a time in order of niceness. Assuming the meal is sausage, mash and peas it will be all the peas first because they are most boring, then all the mash, then all the sausages.
I think so too Mister W.
I never realised it for a long time, then when I noticed I asked him and that's what he told me.
that's what i do - i always start with the peas, then carrots, potatoes, meat........
as for lasagne, i can eat that but have to scrape the meat sauce off the pasta sheets and eat them separately
casseroles are easy cos i pick out all the veg one type at a time !
What I also do before I go to sleep is to check whether all cupboard doors and drawers are shut.
I talk to my sister's cat on the phone.
I used to be the exact opposite - I used to only be able to eat meat if I had a bit of veg on the same fork at the same time.
I'm reasonably 'normal' in this respect these days, though - I can take bites of different combinations of things, or one thing at a time, quite happily.
I do, however, like everything visibly identifiable and separate on the plate (unless in a curry, stir-fry, pie, casserole or whetever) whereas my husband has this alarming habit of mixing everything together so it's a jumbled mess. He mixes all the curry in with the rice, or he'll mix all the mash into the gravy etc.
I think this offends me purely cos I'm a bit of a foodie and like things to be presented reasonably well.
I though the cat-counting was quite cute too!
I used to be the exact opposite - I used to only be able to eat meat if I had a bit of veg on the fork at the same time.
So good I just had to say it twice.
Stupid f*cking computer! Stupid f*cking interweb!
moomoo wrote (see)
I sniff my fingers a lot....hand faces palm outwards and I sniff the tops of my fingers.....I have no idea why, I am clean and wash regularly but as you can imagine I get ribbed about it a lot. I've done it for so long I don't even know when I'm doing it. Or why.
I talk to my cats all the time. They know exactly what I'm saying but they can't reply, obviously......I have 3 and they're all brothers and are called Face, Murdoch and Mr T so I sing the A Team tune to get them to come in at night. I guess that's not a habit, just a quirky trait...
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