I love waffles with blueberries. Which is why I had them for breakfast the other day. However, as I was happily consuming said waffles, I realized that I was counting my blueberries. I was also estimating the number of bites left in my waffle. This led to blueberries being evenly divided and consumed. For example, 5 bites left + 10 blueberries = 2 blueberries per bite. This wasn't something I sat and mulled over. I just did it. I do similar things with lots of my food. For instance, if I am eating a stew with beef, potatoes and carrots, I prefer to have each bite contain one piece of each...even if that means my bite is too big and I look like a squirrel storing food in my cheeks for a minute. Why is this? I think I have a little OCD. Actually, I think we all have a little OCD. Will adamantly disagrees. He swears that he does nothing like that. So here's the question...what about all of you? Am I the only one counting my blueberries? Or do you do something equally OCD but in a different capacity? I want to know. I need to feel that I have company in my weirdness.Saturday, February 2, 2008
Counting Blueberries
I love waffles with blueberries. Which is why I had them for breakfast the other day. However, as I was happily consuming said waffles, I realized that I was counting my blueberries. I was also estimating the number of bites left in my waffle. This led to blueberries being evenly divided and consumed. For example, 5 bites left + 10 blueberries = 2 blueberries per bite. This wasn't something I sat and mulled over. I just did it. I do similar things with lots of my food. For instance, if I am eating a stew with beef, potatoes and carrots, I prefer to have each bite contain one piece of each...even if that means my bite is too big and I look like a squirrel storing food in my cheeks for a minute. Why is this? I think I have a little OCD. Actually, I think we all have a little OCD. Will adamantly disagrees. He swears that he does nothing like that. So here's the question...what about all of you? Am I the only one counting my blueberries? Or do you do something equally OCD but in a different capacity? I want to know. I need to feel that I have company in my weirdness.
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Hiiii! I ran across your blog from Christiannes, I didn't know you'd started one up, it's a lot of fun! (I caught up today).
Well, it's nice to know that there other people who are as dorky about numbers and evenness and counting as I am. I don't think I count every bite, but I DO go for the general "one piece of everything in each bite".
And about the "comment" blog, I think we love to see comments b/c we love to know we're not alone and that we're connecting with people.
Anyway, it was great to see pics of you and the family. I hope we get the live version when we get there in May! YAY!! We miss you!
Don't worry Christy. You're not OCD. That implies that your compulsions (the counting) makes you feel bad or guilty (ego-dystonic). Instead, you have OCPD: Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder. The counting in some crazy way actually makes you feel better (ego-syntonic). Inside you think, "Boo-yah! I've conquerred the crazy algebra problem that is this pancake. That's right. You know where to shove it Pillsbury!" Yeah, your mind gets a little carried away and taunts the pancake manufacturer sometimes. I know it does. Everything is a competition with you, and I know you are counting so...Will's comments on Christy's posts: 2 Christy's comments on Will's posts 0 I own you.
I just thought of one...
I like for the trash bag to be tucked neatly between the plastic liner and outside of the can. Ours is one of those stainless steel ones like yours. So I don't like for the bag to be all crazy sticking out everywhere.
And, I break all sandwiches, hot dogs, burgers, and pretty much anything in a bun into pieces to eat them. This is instead of biting into it. I really don't like to bite into things. I think you already know this about me. Remember nutty buddies? I don't eat those anymore, but if I did, I would eat it layer by layer.
I just thought of one! If the radio is on in the car, I wait until the end of a measure before turning off the car. Oh, and I can't stand to have the wiper blades in the up position when I turn off the car. Dave does that all the time and it drives me nuts.
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