Top Five Pet Peeves AND Favorite Things

Today's guest post is from our fabulous Blogger of the Month, Alisha of Musings of a Manic Mama. I cannot believe that this is her FIRST guest post! I am absolutely honored that she is debuting on Mom Got Blog...and I know, positively, without a doubt, this will be the first of many that she will share with the blogosphere!!

Kelly asked me to guest post on her blog today. This is my first guest post, so I hope it won't be something awful and plague her blog with some sort of Blog Pox. I apologize in advance for any Blog Pox, Kelly. (I solemnly swear I have not been reading Harry Potter this week. **lie**)


I've been thinking lately about my Top 5 Favorite Things, and along with that thought comes the Top 5 Pet Peeves.

So, we'll start off with the Top 5 Pet Peeves, just so we can wind the post up with a positive note of the Favorite Things. And these aren't your typical things such as “pizza,” “my family,” “God,” or anything else that is a given.



Top 5 Pet Peeves (in no particular order, just things that make me make up my own curse words, such as “doody-fee”, “poopa-caca” and “for the love of Peter Pan Peanut Butter”)

1. People Who Don't Signal While Driving – O.M.G. I'm from the country; manners have been tattooed in my bone marrow. So, how stinkin' hard is it to click the blinker when you're going to dart across several lanes of traffic in front of my car with my children in it? You're a lucky dog that you're going 60 mph. I can't run that fast.

2. People Who Don't Do What They Say – Be it just someone not following through with their plans to come over and we've busted our buns to make the house look presentable, false-friendship, or even worse in my book, hypocrisy. All of these are written on my Black List. Leaving that one alone, since it's a sensitive issue and I don't want to explode on someone else's blog.

3. When My Husband Gets Sick – Yeah, I know, I'm nice. A regular Florence Nightingale. I have 3 boys (4 if you count JD), and I can take a full blown flu epidemic in all of my kids, but when JD gets sick... **wall-rattling sigh** Get me outta here! Pretty much he whines and begs me to do everything but chew his food and sleep for him. And then he tells me he wants me to sit by him, pet him, scratch him, make him feel better, and it's all I can do to NOT get sick. I love you so much, honey, but I really don't want to breathe your infected air, thankyouverymuch. **waves from outside wearing haz-mat suit**

4. People Who Live to One-Up Everyone – You know the kind. The ones where you can say anything from “I love cookies.” to “My dog died suddenly.” and they have some sort of one-uppance to lob at you. Such as: “Oh yeah? Well, let me tell you about MY cookies that I got a letter from the President and the Dali Llama proclaiming them to be the only source of world-wide peace.” Or “Yeah, my dog died, too. My dog was actually the first dog to go into space. I wound up with him because my grandpa worked at NASA, and after rigorous testing and space-walks, they decided he should retire and live out a good dog's life with an owner. So NASA hand-picked my family to take on this dog because we fit all of the requirements for a retired space dog owner.” I have an unexplained feeling to whack someone in the face with a skillet after that.

5. Dutch Ovens – And I'm not talking about the kind that PW gives away and I. Never. Win. We're talking the whole farting under the covers and then trapping a person inside with it. Yeah. I am NOT a fan. Why? Well, partially because it's gross. Yeah, that's a given, but the real irritant is that I'm not strong enough to reciprocate! There's no way I can hold **ahem** SOMEONE under the covers with my Eau de Roses when they're that much bigger than me. We'll pretend we never spoke of this. I do apologize.



Top 5 Favorite Things (In no particular order)

1. Music – If you know me in the blogosphere or in real life, you'll know music is what makes me go. I have a 6th Sense about music that I can't explain. I hear it sometimes and it literally stops me in my tracks and I gasp and MUST learn to play it. There's always some tune in my head, feet always dancing, tapping out a little drum-ditty on my desk. Music is me. I'm designing a music tattoo right now, but don't tell my mom!



2. Reading – I love books. Books are my vice. If there are books for 25 cents somewhere, you can guarantee I will be tossing little old ladies out of the way so I can dive in the pile. I'm drooling over the Kindle right now, but secretly (Shhh! I haven't told my Kindle dreams yet!) I'm thinking about saving up (for 50 years) for an iPad so I can have the Kindle app on it AND get the piano app and other coolio things such as reading my blogs , or checking out one of my fave shows, Ghost Adventures, all at work! My life will then be complete. (This portion of Gadget Lust is brought to you from the person who doesn't even have a SmartPhone, a data package on her phone, but yet works for a well-known cell phone company.) Of course, there are some books I will never do away with owning the actual book. Such as my Little House set and my Anne Of Green Gables set I've had since I was a kid. And Little Women. But I'd like to have all the In Death series all in one place, among others.. And I know poor JD would like to stop tripping over stacks of books in nearly every room. Books are my crack.


3. Sweets – Cookies, candy, brownies, gum, cake, for the love, don't forget the cake! I LOVE sweets. The smaller, more tote able the size, the more I love it. Here is a huge guilty pleasure: I love cookies for breakfast with coffee. I'm sorry, I should go to Food Hell, but I love it. I love cake and coffee. Chocolate is its own food group for me. And if you want to bribe me to help you hide a body or something of that caliber, go for either Lindor Truffles (the red ones) or Sport Bars (the Butter Biscuit kind) or heck, I'll even take a box of Hershey's Pot of Gold. Don't worry, you'll get your money's worth. I'll eat it before we go to jail.


4. Laughing – I love to laugh. Usually it's at myself, but I have this dumb sense of humor that loves the things my kids say, the Marx Brothers, Monty Python (when I'm feeling ornery), Weird Al, and stupid newspaper headlines. I love a good spoof, be it a song, movie, or book spoof. I love to laugh at dumb things. And I snort when I laugh. And then I laugh harder. And snort more. And then laugh at the people laughing at me laughing and snorting. It's a vicious cycle. Poor JD, he has a constant headache from facepalming at the things I laugh at. And I apologize for laughing. “I'm sorry, but that was funny!” And then I laugh more. See, it’s a good thing you don't know me personally. Your head would hurt, too.

5. Friends – The kind that have been there from nearly the beginning. The ones that know way more about you than you'd like, but vice versa, too. The kind that come along later in life that feel like you've always known. Just the little hit-and-run relationships you come across that might be important at some time and flicker and fade out. I love meeting people, getting to know them. I feel like some of the chancy meetings people have that might be discarded when you think about them later. Maybe they weren't supposed to stay in your life, but you put something out there, the both of you, and maybe added something to the others life that you may never know or will find out about later. There's something magical about that.

 
What are your top Pet Peeves & Favorite Things?
 
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