Quirky Me.
My cousin-in-law, Challis, tagged me to write 6 quirks that I have. Is it completely pathetic that I had to look quirk up to see what it meant? Sure, I had an idea of what it meant... but I wanted to be sure before I wrote 6 things only to find out that I was an idiot for thinking quirks were something else! The web dictionary didn't help because it told me that it was "a V-shaped nick". So, I went to wikipedia and was comforted to know that I was right. "A quirk is an odd habit". So, here goes my 6 odd habits! 1. I smell my hair when I am nervous/anxious. This stemmed from me smelling my blanket when I was a little girl... odd, I know. But hey, isn't that what a quirk is after all?! My dad was the first to point this out to me, and continued to make fun of me (with love of course) anytime I did it by pretending to reach back to non-existent hair on his head and pull it to his nose. Jerry will say "How's my little hair smeller?" when...