Responses . Challenges . Quirks .
Jen September 1st, 2008
Thanks so much for all your responses to my ponderings on future challenges. Guess what?!? You’re ALL winners.
Amanda, Sheba, Cody, Michele, Carla, Rebecca, Ronna, Cory and Dale (and hopefully I didn’t miss anyone!) … send me your snail mail address (even if you think I already have it … because I am OLD) via email (jen@jenworden.com) and I’ll randomly package up the jewelry and fire it off to you. Again, my thanks for your invaluable input and ideas!
September’s challenge will be posted later today or tomorrow …
… in the meantime here’s a little goofiness to satisfy my gal pal Ms. Lombardozzi, she of http://firstbornstudio.blogspot.com who wants me to list "6 unspectacular quirks of mine". This one’s fer you Denise!
- I can touch my tongue to my nose. Particularly useful when running. Ya. Okay. Definitely TMI!
- I can remember conversations … word for word … 20 years later.
- I hate - HATE - the sound of people eating. My middle son has the same afflication. Sorry bud!
- Sometimes I think I have super powers.
- I like to eat my lunch with a dessert fork - it feels like I have more on my plate even though I don’t.
- In winter I love to wear the same wool sweater day after day after day until it’s so threadbare that the extraneous paint and gel medium are holding it together. I had to pitch my sweater last Spring. I’m working on a new hoodie to replace it as we speak. Winter IS just around the corner you know.
Tell me one of YOUR unspectacular quirks!
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- Comments(10)



Unspectacular quirks huh, well, I almost the definition of quirky. I sleep in hooded sweatshirts. Okay, you only asked for one so I am picking the one most people comment on as amazing, wierd, or unbelievably uncomfortable. I will go check out that link. I love your new work as I love all your work.
Again, thank you for the package you sent me. It makes me smile and I often think about the kindness.
I’m such a nutball, it’s hard to pick one: I baby talk other people’s dogs, even when I spot them in cars up to 20 feet away. I believe they can ‘hear’ me.
wow- cool! I’m a never-won-anything person how exciting! thank you.
michele
aw.
thanks jen for the nod and playing my quirky game!
uhhh,you DO have super powers by the by…think about it
so love ya!
d
Hi Jen,
Your site never fails to make my smile and today you made me laugh when I read your quirks. I share quirks 3 and 5 with you but I also use dessert spoons for soup.
Thanks for keeping me inspired.
Carmen
Hmmm, my quirks keep changing…….do quirks do that? Let’s seeee…..Oh…..I read books without my glasses, even though I supposedly need glasses for reading, I just have to take them off to read a book.
I got a kick out of reading your list of quirks. Yes, I’m sure you DO have super powers!
My quirkiest quirk is hating to have one hand wet and the other one dry. Drives me crazy. Maybe it’s a balance thing?
boo hoo-I feel left out–you forgot about me
quirks…..being forgotten…..I’m just teasing ! how about having ice in my milk when I have warm chocolate chip cookies….I’m a dessert fork kinda girl too..big forks are just so big–and I only chew a half a piece of gum at a time, so I have all these left over pieces floating around in the bottom of my purse!
hugs to all,
brenda bliss
My whole family has the same hangup about the sound of people eating, and I passed it on to my daughter as well! My spouse can’t understand it and can’t eat without making noise. I have to have the radio on to drown out the noise at the supper table. I’m glad to know we aren’t alone!
A quirk I have is that when I’m at someone’s home for a get-together or a dinner, I can’t stand to have background music. I don’t know why. Music in a restaurant is fine, if it’s not too loud, and music in a club is mandatory, but for some reason, at someone’s house, I can’t stand it. Maybe it is just too distracting to me when I’m trying to talk with people!
Love reading these quirks, what a cool game this one is. And you make me smile with the sweater thing, maybe it’s like hibernating in a cave in winter…the same sweater till it feels like part of your body. I so get it.