In my first post on this blog I wrote about beautiful anomalies. They’re the things about ourselves that we’re perhaps a bit embarrassed of but can also (hopefully) be a bit endearing–at least to God. For example, the way your friend snorts when she laughs is a beautiful anomaly.
My beautiful anomalies tend to get worse when I’m busy. This week they have been in full force. I thought about hiding in the closet but decided to share them with you instead…
1) Burn, Baby, Burn – Although I’m not a chef by any means, cooking does relax me when I’m a bit stressed. The drawback to that is that I start thinking while I’m cooking, zone out, and the next thing you know I’m smelling smoke. Last night I made Red Beans and Rice. One side of the little sausage pieces stayed perfectly pink. The other side was beyond “blackened.”
2) Did I Just Run Into a Door? – When my brain is preoccupied, my body goes on autopilot. When my husband does this, he’s like a 747 with a super computer system. All is well. When I do that, I’m like the little 4-seater plane that really shouldn’t be getting off the ground. I run into door frames, get paper cuts, and bruise myself on tables I’ve had for years. Nothing serious but a tad humiliating, I must say.
3) Giggles – Fortunately, all this busyness is good stuff and I’m happy. When I’m happy I sometimes giggle in my sleep. Yes, it’s true. I’ve woken myself up at times. The weird thing is, I’m not really a giggler during my waking hours. Sure, I laugh. But it’s not the bizarre sound that emerges in the middle of the night.
So there you have it, my friends. The latest chapter in my beautiful anomalies. As always, I love hearing yours too. Otherwise I feel even weirder than I already am. And believe me, that’s awfully weird at times (jus t ask my husband and the dog).
