A weirdish Tag...

Renae tagged me many days ago and I said I'd try to answer it.
The problem is, I'm not very weird. Despite what my brother says.
However, I am totally random. So this has turned out to be a weirdish, random post.

Housekeeping first. Aka: The Rules:

1. Link to the person’s blog who tagged you. Easy!! Just go here to behold Renae's weirdness and then go here to find out she's pretty normal after all.
2. Post these rules on your blog. Done! Boy, I'm good.
3. List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself. Okay -- here goes...
4. Tag seven random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs. Hmmm..do I have to? Doesn't random mean that I might not even know them?
5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog. I here by ignore rule 5. If you want to play -- let me know. Let Renae know, too. She's not feeling well and might like a chuckle.

I have been thinking and watching myself lately to see if I could find seven things worth posting about.

1. I like the sound of a car blinker...or turn signal. Whatever you call it. I always have. I like the sound the seams make in the pavement, too.

2. I have a black and white comforter. It's white with black squares one one side and black with white stripes on the other side. I have to have it laying on me with the black squares on the inside and the stripes on the outside. AND the stripes have to lay from my head to toe - they can't lay across.

3. I like to swing. So much so that my husband bought a swing for our swing set that is weighted for adults. :-)

4. I like pickles on my peanut butter sandwiches. Not all the time...but still they are quite yummy.

5. Speaking of peanut butter sandwiches - I have to have Doritos as the side dish. Don't know why. Just do.

6. I've always wanted to take a book back to the bookstore and ask for an exchange for the reason that "I didn't like the ending".

7. On a bag of chips, I like to look at the serving size. Usually it says, "Serving size 1 oz about 11 chips". (Or something like that) and then I'll multiply the amount of chips with the amount servings available to come up with an estimate of how many chips are (supposed to be) in the bag. It's really a shame to see that number and then notice how many crumbs and broken pieces there are in a bag.

Ta DA!
Happy Friday!