Friday, March 14, 2014

Fun For Friday - Childhood to Adulthood Quirks


Has the time change wiped you out this week or is it just me? I love that it's light later in the evenings, but am very annoyed about it being dark at 7 am. I have to watch the sunrise from my office rather than during a run.

Speaking of running, I haven't even been able to peel myself out of bed for a morning run this week. I've been getting in midday runs instead. Those do have their pluses of course, it's light out, enjoying warmer temps, and a boost of energy for the rest of the day.

But, I am missing starting the day with a good run. They can really set the tone for the day even if it's hard to convince yourself to get up at dark-thirty.

As has become typical, I have been a little stumped lately on a Fun for Friday topic. Maybe it's time to move on. But, last night while I was making dinner (veggie quesadillas), I realized I was washing my hands a million times. My dish towel was completely wet by the time I was done.

I'm not a germ freak by any means. I don't carry around Purell or hand wipes. I don't mind getting my hands dirty, as long as I can wash them off of course. I started remembering how I was as a child. And many of my behaviors most definitely carried over. I remember gladly making mud pies but then being in a near tizzy if I couldn't get my hands cleaned off when I was ready for them to be clean.

So, here are a few of my quirks. 

I wash my hands constantly when cooking - anytime I move ingredients into the pan, after I cut up anything, when I open cans, when I rinse out said cans, when I dish out the meal, pretty much anytime I think I've gotten something on my hands. This goes back to the mud pie scenario above.

I was a girlie tomboy - is that possible? I think so. I played with Barbie dolls, loved Holly Hobby, but also loved my Matchbox cars and playing outside building forts and such. My sister and I grew up with all male cousins, so that probably explains some of that. My dad loves to tell the story of me chasing one of my cousins with a green snake.

I loved playing in the mud - At my Nanny's house, we would create mud puddles and pile the mud on ourselves then let it dry into warty looking clumps. I think we called ourselves Mud People. Nanny's driveway was always had large holes.

I always loved playing in the rain - I mean, come on, it's the fastest way to achieve a nice mud puddle right? And as an adult, I love running in the rain.

I like painting my nails and remember painting them as a child, but almost never get a manicure. Today I'm going to indulge in one, it'll be my 3rd ever. Yes, you read that correctly - THIRD.

Have any of the things you did as a child carried over into adulthood? And is the time change kicking your butt too?