Pet Peeves/Obessions

I know a blog NOT about Henry, being a mom or discussions of my body changing. Ha! I thought I would make a fun blog and request comments with your responses of what YOUR pet peeves/obsessions are... I've always found it to be a fascinating subject to talk about. I love hearing peoples off the wall pet peeves. Here are a few of mine....and none of them really make any sense, I've yet to figure out why I hate certain things and love other things...Im making no sense so moving on...

PET PEEVES:
sneezing: I hate it, can't stand it, want to puke and hit the person square in the face when I hear that loud obnoxious noise. BUT I LOVE the relief I GET when I sneeze.

wearing socks to bed: grooooossss. you've walked around all day in the house in those things, they collect dirt and hold in sweat. the texture is gross as well.

loud televisions: nothing worse than sitting in someone's house with their tv on so loud that it gives you a headache. especially if it is on the cartoon network channel.

people that say 'like' or 'um' every other word: AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

people that 'suck' on their teeth to get old food residue out: give me a pitch fork and I'll scrape it out FOR YA!

people who leave whiteheads on their face and don't pop them: I'm sorry but I love a good pop of the pimple, it feels like relief it's visually stimulating to see the expression of puss come out and a scab looks better than a snow peaked mount Everest on your chin so POP that son of a gun.

OBSESSIONS:
cookie dough: I've become obsessed ever since having Henry. I don't even like the cookie form anymore, I solely eat the dough around the clock all day long.

drinking from straws: it just feels right

reality tv: I can't pull myself away. Real housewives depicts how I would like to live my life materialistically NOT personally, no drama.

photography: take me to a place I've never been.

blackberry: take it from me and your fingers will be chopped. Im also glad Kev now has a work blackberry because he is now obsessed with me as well.

cleaning baby bottles: it's what every little girl pretended to do growing up. you play house, and pretend you have a baby and wash bottles and feed them a bottle etc etc...no? that was just me? ohh...

changing Henry's diapers: again....might be just me. lol.

mowing the grass: it is pure joy to cut the grass- riding lawn mower only of course and I am determined to purchase a riding lawn mower and cut the grass weekly once we own our own home and have a big glorious yard :D

picking my nose: I'll own up to it, in the privacy of my own home it's nice to find relief in getting that crud out, and NO you cannot get it ALL out with a tissue and YES I thoroughly wash my hands after wards.

riding a bike: it's like flying but better.

watching Henry sleep: no better joy in the world then seeing him in the most peaceful state, dreaming and on occasion smiling during a dream. staring down at a miracle.

Im sure there are a thousand more I could think of but for now my child is crying for a bottle so I must wrap it up <3

ENJOY!
LC