Get confessing: Part two

8 Apr

As if i hadn’t divulged enough in my first month of blogging , Single Slummy Mummy (check out her site – she’s one F-O-X-Y M-A-M-A) has nominated me for for a Kreativ Blogger Award and challenged me to come clean about 7 more (intimate) things people probably don’t already know.

As if i shy away from these kinds of challenges?

Having confessed to a few parental naughties in Get Confessing! i thought i would switch the focus to the person outside the parent. Even if that person can be a little bit strange at times.
So here goes a few random morsels:

1) I can’t grate cheese without counting. I suppose what i’m saying is that i think i might have a mild form of OCD, which gets worse when i’m anxious. But numerical grating is pretty much a constant. (and if you’re interested, the magic number is 20).
2) I believe i may also have a form of “mental tourettes”. Ok, so i’ve diagnosed and labelled this myself and am probably doing real sufferers of the tourettes a disservice. In any case, the voice inside my head often says unspeakable things.
3) I have a severe phobia of apple cores. I would rather sit in a bath full of maggots than a bath with one, single apple core. Strangely, my sister has the same one.
4) I have never eaten a banana. Or custard. That’s not that strange, i met a 19 yr-old girl once who’d never tried chicken.
5) I have to wear a protective mouth guard at night because i grind my teeth. It makes me lisp and feel very old. However, if i don’t wear it i will lose my teeth, so feeling 90 is better than looking 90.
6) I have an odd yet persistent jinx with regards hospitals and thongs. If i’m ever called to an outpatient’s department i invariably miscalculate the level of attire i will (justifiably, nothing suspect here) be required to remove in order to be examined. The worst case so far saw me running on a treadmill, being filmed, while wearing a rather ill-fitting g-string.
7) I proposed to my husband. I’d been telling him for years i was never getting married, so when i had a change of heart, i realised as i’d scared him off good and proper i’d have to get down on bended knee myself. The rest is history…..

At this point i believe the protocol is to pass on the challenge to some more lovely mother (or father) types, so to some of my favourite bloggers Jo Bart, Deer Baby, Thinly spread and Peta Jo, TRUTH OR DARE??

8 Responses to “Get confessing: Part two”

  1. JulieB April 8, 2010 at 5:08 pm #

    Oh, I love these – it’s so interesting to see what people come up with. Number 6 did make me laugh a lot – I have a similar affliction, although can’t say it’s ever been half as extreme as your example!

  2. jomiddleton April 8, 2010 at 5:09 pm #

    Ha ha! Thanks for the mention – flattery will get you EVERYWHERE 🙂

    Great post! Interesting that a lot of your confessions are to do with food or your mouth! I can empathise with the apple one – I don’t like eating fruit with pips or stones or meat with bones in because I’m scared about how close to the pips/stones/bones to eat. The cheese one is just plain weird though…

  3. Estelle April 8, 2010 at 7:14 pm #

    Oh Henri,

    You have me in stitches. I was only recounting your funny hospital treadmill thong story to a couple of girlfriends the other day. I know I haven’t seen you for about 10 years but some stories seem to pop up out of the woodwork. Sorry if it was a laugh on you and a bit of a cheap trick but they did find it funny and they don’t know who you are!

    • hpretty April 8, 2010 at 7:26 pm #

      hee hee. i aim to please. laugh away ;<)

  4. bsouth April 12, 2010 at 8:19 pm #

    Dare please – my in-laws read my blog!

    You’ve never eaten a banana? Or custard? How on earth did that happen? At least the 19 year old who’d never eaten chicken probably had the excuse of being a vegetarian!

  5. yummymummyno1 April 23, 2010 at 5:43 pm #

    This had me in stitches!! Thanks for linking as I didn’t see this when originally posted and looks like I missed out on a treat! This is without doubt my favourite seven things post that I’ve come across : )

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