Gimme a weird fact about you

I grew an inch during my second pregnancy, plus two shoe sizes (we shall not discuss my dress size…) I am still the shortest member of my family.

I have absolutely no preference in horse breeds, but am very opinionated about dog breeds.

I like a neat house, but married a slob, and never fight with him about it. He also doesn’t care about horses at all.

I love horse art, but never buy any.

From such a face and form as mine the noblist sentiments sound like the black utterences of a depraved imagination. It is human nature – I am resigned.

  • Dick Deadeye, HMS Pinafore

Much like other people’s styrofoam and popsicle phobias…I HATE toast. Can’t stand watching people eat it, hearing people eat it, or even thinking about it. Ick.

Buuut…when I was little I also used to eat butter out of the tub, and horse feed (especilly sweet feed) by the handful.

-Kelly

Insanity runs in my family…it practically gallops.

Just thought of some more…

I am petrified of pet birds…even when they are in the cage. I’m also mortified of snakes and spiders.

I NEVER use the shower curtain when I stay at hotels. I take a shower with the curtain completely open, ALWAYS. This has been going on since I saw the movie “Psycho” many decades ago.

I am scared of heights. I met my ex at a skydiving dropzone. I made myself learn to jump. I also have a pilot’s license. But, I’m still petrified of heights if I climb up something like a light-house and try to look down. My legs turn into Jello and I can’t move.

This thread is a riot!
Oakleigh

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Breeder of Superior Sport Horse Prospects.
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Oooooo I forgot bout this … Im allergic to the padding in Troxel helmets and only Troxel.


Hide Your Heart aka ELI

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This thread is awesome. Some of mine:

I add everything. As in, if today is a 1 because 2+2+9+2+4=19. 1+9=10., 1+0=1.

I didn’t talk until I was 3, and then in complete sentences. No baby talk.

I taught myself to read when I was 3 1/2–my grandmother was reading me a book, and I was reading along…she asked my mom, “did you know sarah could read?” I read War and Peace in fifth grade.

I tend to be a hermit. I dread going outside and having people look at me.

I hate talking in small groups, and have a slight lisp. I don’t mind giving speeches in front of crowds, though.

I mix cake mix with water and eat it for dessert ALL THE TIME. French Vanilla is my favorite!

When I was a baby, I ate handfuls of dirt. My mom would punish me for grabbing potting soil of of pots in the mall, etc. My diapers were always full of sand.

I used to sleep with the covers over my head. I still can’t sleep without a heavy blanket, no matter how hot it is. I call it “reverse claustrophobia”.

I tend to be an insomniac, getting 3-4 hours of sleep for weeks on end, then 14 in a row.

I’m terrified of spiders. I’m obsessive-compulsive about neatness, but not necessarily cleaniless–everything must be in its place, but I’m a lax duster and vaccumer.

I want to be a historian, but I’m too afraid I won’t be able to afford my horse, so I’m stuck in law school and hate it.

<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Adelita:
I hate feet. Can’t stand 'em. They make me want to puke.

Wear a smile, have friends.
Wear a frown, have wrinkles.

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EWWWWWWWWW LINDA ME TOO!!!

I am terrified of bridges, clowns, and heights…Lots of other things too.

I’ve had mono 4 times, I had my tonsils out last winter and THEY ARE GROWING BACK!!!

I used to eat uncooked oatmeal too!!!

I’d rather speak Spanish than English.

Hmm…Lots of other stuff but I can’t think right now!!

-Kelsey-

  • I take a shower two times a day one at night and in the morning cuz im a nut about being clean.

  • We live in a log cabin in the woods

  • We have a inground swimming pool but the dog gets in and swims with us lol

  • i kinda dont like the deep end but will go anyway to just go of the diving bored or side.

Tiffany

[Beanie Bop]

If I’m eating a hot dog and I think about what’s in a hot dog, I can’t eat it anymore. I’m not a vegetarian or anything, but hot dogs gross me out.

I also sleep with a blankie, untill the dog started tearing it up… now im back to the stuffed bear ive had since i was 4.

And i love raw cookie dough. (pillsbury is the best brand by the way…) and yes, i know its bad for me, my mother always gives me that speal…

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Riders of Rohan

“Life is not about how fast you run, or how high you climb, but how well you bounce.” ”"unknown

I don’t feel so wierd anymore!

I figit (sp?) uncontrollably. I always have to tap my toes, roll the corners of papers, fiddle with a pencil, twirl my hair, you name it. With a little concentration, I can stay still for a long time, but when I get nervous, forget it. I turn into a twitchin’ fool.

I examine every bite of food before I eat it. I couldn’t tell you how many times I have been asked, “Is there something wrong with your food?” Nope; I just look at it before I eat it.

I hate chewing peas. They are sooo gross and mushy! I swallow them whole, if I am forced to eat them.

I have a “horn” (small bony bump) on my right temple and a dent in my left.

My left ring finger is 1/8" shorter than my left. The tip of the bone broke off when I was 5–a cinder block was dropped on my hand.

~This is way more fun than doing something productive~

When I used to feed at my old barn, I would eat sweetfeed by the handful.

I am deathly afraid of monkeys. They are disease-carrying walking deathgivers and they ARE out to get me.

I am terrified of the ocean. I love the beach, but the thought of all that water and all those things that live in it literally makes me want to throw up. Plus, every time I’ve gotten in the water something bad happened (got tangled in a fishing line, got surrounded by four stingrays, etc.)

I am the most paranoid person I know.

I am very claustrophic and I feel like I’m going to pass out just watching someone explore a cave on TV.

I am also (LOL) terrified of heights and get such bad vertigo, I fall down, which is a bad thing. Especially since I always fall towards the edge.

Danya

You want a good first kiss story ErinB?

Try this one.
Age: 21
Time: 5:30AM
Setting: Stayed up all night with a group of buddies (guys), they were drunk, I was not. Had the music turned up WAY high (of course) and was dancing with one of them when another tried to say something to me, I leaned over so I could hear and he kissed me. I never did find out what he wanted to say though. He passed out about 5 minutes later To this day, he doesn’t remember anything.

First kisses… mine was at age 15 (one month away from 16), in Florence, in a “discotheque” (ie, club), “upstairs” on the blacony, on this really uncomfortable plastic bench, with this guy in his mid-twenties, who was Italian, who did not speak English, whose name I never learned…it was the best kiss I’ve ever had, and don’t tell my boyfriend I said that! Oh. And the Spanish teacher who was chaperoning caught me at it. In fact, he had to grab me by the knee to get me to realize he was there. Wooops.

Oh, and I got my first concussion by slipping on a rock while skinny dipping in the Mediterranean.

I got my second concussion because a horse fell over sideways while cantering a 20m circle. I was wearing an approved helmet.

-Anne, the humble servant of Greg and Ziggy-
Snapshots

<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by 2greys:

My gelding is half Andy (Andalusian)

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mine tooo!!!
weird thing though, he’s 14.2 on a tall day (has a pony card which says he’s 14.1 7/8) is out of a 15.2 hand mare, by a 16 hand stallion, and he wasn’t the mare’s first foal (though he was a premi)

Hali
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Triton (Gralshüter x Gomessa)
Brindaro (Banbury Errol x Mendul)
Viper Too (Blushing Bug x Surely Humble)

Oh, and the only thing I’ve ever stolen was a book from my third grade teacher. I felt so bad that I regifted it to my fourth grade teacher (we had moved that summer). He probably still has that hot book in his possession.

-Anne, the humble servant of Greg and Ziggy-
Snapshots

Some of these are down right gross! Like eating raw hamburger! Yuckk…

I can’t sleep until I wash my feet! Doesn’t matter if the rest of me is dirty or how clean my feet are, I have to wash them!

Looking at anything mucus or snot like will make me gag to the point of tears!

I can’t stand the sight or smell of milk!

I’m still afraid of the basement stairs.

I was raised by my Dad and still don’t know how to put my hair in a bun or anything above a pony tail!

I can’t cry out loud and if I think any one can hear me, I can’t cry at all!

I could go on, but this is getting sad!

  • “the suspense is terrible. I hope it lasts” Willy Wonka

They all died many many years ago. (one at a time) The first was an Olympic wrestler. He had lung cancer.
The second was a camera man. He was shot and killed by guerillas, while on assignment in Columbia.
The third was an Isreali land developer, who was blown up in a car bomb, in Isreal!

What can I say, I only date exotic guys, who have dangerous jobs! Now that I live where I do, the most exciting, exotic guy is probably the guy who delivers the furnace oil. He’s middle-aged, is missing some teeth, and lots of hair,but makes up for the lack by growing an enormous amount of facial hair, has an enormous beer belly, and only shows up after I’ve called 3 times. Very attractive!

less hard work, more fine dining.
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If guys can do it, how hard can it be?

OMG I love this thread. I am cracking up!!

I thought of some others…

I, too, am very afraid of the Ocean (I, seriously, just got the chills)

I have never broken a bone, had a cavity, or gotten stitches. Knock on wood!!!

I can not be at home in regular clothes… as soon as I get home from anywhere, no matter what time it is, I have to put on pajamas.

I hate feet, no one can touch or look at my feet. I don’t own any sandals or toeless shoes because no one is allowed to see my feet.

I’m sure I’ll think of more, I’m a pretty weird kid!

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I am a twin.
I am left handed.
I am married to my high school sweetheart.
We met on a blind date.
I like to drive with my knees which scares the crap out of my husband.

Grab mane and kick on!
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I am ambidextrious (sp?): I could write with both my left and right hand, I am a vegan, and I am scared of feet too!

Speak kindly to your little horse,
And soothe him when he wheezes,
Or he may turn his back on you,
And kick you where he pleases.