Ok, I'm picking up the "6 Weird Things" meme from Catherine. Where do I start?
1. I hate the "I Love Lucy" show. I can't stand it. It makes me physically uncomfortable. I think it's the nature of the humor, which was always making fun of Lucy for trying too hard, and she never got that she was the butt of the joke. There was never a wink at the camera to show that she got it, and it just seems mean. I can't explain it really well, but it's the same reason I can't watch the "Naked Gun" movies.
2. I love old maps. I love how they show how we saw our world at a particular point in time. One of my favorite possessions is a paperback atlas from 1942, during WWII, "Atlas of the World at War." It has a lot of military information, with pictures of the insignia of all the different US & Allied armed forces. But the best part are the maps of Europe, one from 1938 (pre-war), and then one from 1942, showing areas controlled by the Axis. The atlas even had a coupon so that, at the end of the war, you could send it in for supplemental maps showing the new boundaries of countries ("self-revising map service").
3. I have the world's weakest ankles. I swear, my ankles are made out of bubble gum. I haven't actually broken them, but I have sprained my ankles at least 13 times, literally. I first sprained an ankle in the 5th or 6th grade, running laps in the soccer field for PE. Unlike breaks, sprains make the muscles weaker each time. Since I was dancing all the time, I never really gave my ankles the full time needed to heal properly. Knock on wood, but I haven't sprained an ankle in a couple of years. I hope to keep it that way for a good long while.
4. I will eat almost any food product, except for broccoli. Octopus? Yum! Salmon roe? Oh baby. Tripe? Gross, but I tried it. But broccoli? Fuggitabotit. I think it's a smell thing. The smell of broccoli turns my stomach (add brussel sprouts and cauliflower, too). i think it's a remnant of childhood -- bad memories of family dinners at my grandmother's when the whole house smelled of broccoli. Ick.
5. I count music beats in 8s, instead of 4s. It's a holdover from my dancing days (think Debbie Allen from Fame, "and 5 6 7 8!"). It's drives Richard nuts, as he has an actual musical background (playing a variety of musical instruments). I guess you can't teach an old dog new tricks.
6. I am obsessed with finding new objects for my 70's kitchen. Ok, so this isn't a secret, at least not from this blog, but I love the 70's earthenware and the color scheme of brown, burnt orange, and avocado green. Another holdover from childhood, I first identified it when Rich & I were registering for wedding gifts and I picked out a Mikasa dish pattern called Swiss Coffee. It lay dormant until I hit an awesome stash at Goodwill of vintage Mikasa salad plates and bowls in the Avitra pattern. It's pretty much become unstoppable. Moving with this much heavy vintage stoneware is going to be a real bitch.
So, how weird am I?