Things

I was talking the other day about my tea "thing" with a girl friend, which got Trev and I talking (over several days) about my "things". It seems my husband thinks I'm fussy- he told Jacob so on the weekend- because I have a few "things". A tea thing. A water thing. A foot thing. A yellow thing.

I guess the easiest one is my tea thing. I like my tea strong. With a tiny bit of milk- like a teaspoon of milk. With a really little sugar. I offended Stu on the weekend (and rightly so, I was very rude- sleep deprived!) when I told him I'd make my own cup of tea because I'd "do it properly". I'm sorry!! I'm a cow!! He hadn't realised that in 5 years of being a gorgeous neighbour, he makes lousy tea. He's much too generous!! Way too milky! Way too sweet! Rozzie knew, and has recently gotten one perfect... but I couldn't stay and drink it, as i had just dashed over to drop something in while Eli was asleep.... Serves me right!!

I have a water thing. The ongoing joke (that's not really a joke, because it's about 90% accurate!) is that I don't get in water unless it's warm, bubbling, and smelling of lavender. I HATE water splashed in my face, even in the shower, I hate water that's cold- even at Nath's 30th, when it was 42 degrees and everyone was throwing water at each other, I had to explain the rules to Jenni's cousin Karen. Explaining the water thing at a Rickard family gathering is interesting.... I think Collette thinks I have 2 heads!! It probably started when we had a pool as a kid, and my 2 annoying brothers would think it was funny to pull me underwater by the feet, but I can't blame them for the cold part, I have always inched myself in ever so slowly, 1 mm at a time! And I wore a kiddyfloat until I was MUCH too big for it!

I also have a foot thing. It kind of started, I think, becuase I don't like anything tight around my neck, wrists or ankles- and no, there's no trauma story I'd like to share!! Nice try Cleon! Analysing a psychologist who analyses herself to death. My feet are really sensitive (not fussy!) and I don't like anything on them. I hate anyone on them, including Eli, it just drives me crackers! My dog treads on them at least once a day, and Jenni said when they looked after Kasey last weekend she laid on her feet whenever Jen was hanging clothes on the line. So clearly Kasey also has a foot thing, but it doesn't match my foot thing. And NOTHING makes me swear like kicking me feet & toes, which is silly seeing as ALL my doors are held open by concrete pigs- that bloody hurt! My foot thing is currently keeping me awake at nights, because I rolled my ankle over the weekend (very minor, nothing spectacular like Trev's a few weeks back) and it's stopping me from laying a certain way with my feet flat and rubbing together!! I guess I also have a sleep thing!

And my yellow thing is just that I like every colour but yellow. I don't like yellow. Pretty much any yellow. Is that a thing? Or a preference/dislike? I tried to colour today's blog yellow but just couldn't do it.

What made Trev tell Jacob I was fussy? I think he would have said neurotic if I wasn't in hearing range.

My egg thing. I like my eggs fried with a runny yolk, but the top not runny or gooey, so you need to flip them then flip them again really fast without breaking them! Not fussy!!