Is it Just Me....? Post #2

Or do you only run into people you know in the supermarket the one time you go out with a stain on your shirt and no makeup?

Or is there really no legitimate reason for having a pinkie toe?

Or do all parents have teenagers who leave 3 gallons of splashed water on the newly cleaned bathroom vanity because, the teen wants to, and I quote, “be like in the commercials, you know, when they’re splashing the water onto their faces” ?

Or does it really not matter how much you shake the mustard squirt bottle, because there will always be that yellow water that comes out first?

Or is there a gremlin living in every Lazy Susan, knocking $hit over so you either can’t turn the carousel, or you empty half the contents of some random spice because it’s stuck down there and you’ve been turning the carousel for five minutes trying to find said spice?

Or does it seem strange that once, in your cabinet, you had 12 bowls and 20 forks, and a year or two later you only have 6 bowls and 5 forks remaining?  And no one knows where they could be?

Or is that orange sweet and sour stuff you get from a Chinese restaurant really gross the day after you bought it?  (I don't even know why I bother to save it for leftovers.  It's gross every time.)

Or do all garbage cans have the magical ability to move 6 inches to the left whenever something is tossed in their direction?  And is it further true that only Mothers have the physical abilities to notice, and subsequently pick up the misdirected items?

Or is hearing those fireworks that do nothing but make a big booming noise (like cherry bombs or whatever they're called these days) three days after the 4th of July really just old and annoying?

Or is it a little creepy and strange when you get Facebook "friend" requests from friends of other friends' friends?

Or are those seizure-inducing ads about losing your belly fat or the local Mom who doctors all hate, really... really... really... annoying?

Or is it actually impossible to have arms like Michelle Obama?


I don't know, maybe it is just me...