March 31, 2006

  • The other day my husband told me that I was about 2 notches from OCD. "You aren't on the edge of OCD, but you can see the edge." This was because I told him I was looking at an article in a travel magazine about bridges, but I got a little freaked out and had to stop reading it. I don't like water. I once got freaked out while looking at a map--too much blue which indicates too much water. But it's always worse when I'm shut up in the windowless bathroom.

    Then today I remarked in the car that Bug was being a smart ass, out of her hearing, but due to a comment she had made. DH told me that she was being a literalist. Interesting that we had two different interpretations, I liked that actually. I asked him why she was a literalist, thinking he might say it is because she is a child. He said, "I don't know, mental defect?" So I admitted to being a literalist myself sometimes and he said, "I know." But then he admitted he was too. I actually try not to be too literal, and I don't like to be deliberately obtuse as I find that annoying in others. At the same time, I get resentful if I'm expected to read between the lines too much. So I am close to OCD, am not always good at picking up on some social cues or seeing the big picture, and I have mood swings. I don't have quite enough to warrant any kind of medical or psychological attention, but just enough to make me that weird woman.

    I've been planning on blogging something new for awhile. My blog could be filled with little abstracts of the posts I never made, because it seems like I think out these great little entries that I never write down. So I could tell you about how I took the girls to the grocery store and Bug hugged an endcap of Count Chocula/Frankenberry/BooBerry cereal while waxing rhapsodic about the cereals. Or how she handed me a box of Hamburger Helper and asked me to buy it and I did, even though I said No, No, No to most everything else she wanted. Then I bought ground bison to go with it, and it turns out she didn't much care for the Hamburger Helper. Maybe ground bison makes better burgers and tacos than it does skillet pasta meals.

    I could talk about how I lost Bean in the mall and actually got the security guard before I found her. Or how sad I was that I planned an outing with Bug 2 Sundays ago, and upon returning from my bedroom where I had been getting ready, I was told that she didn't want to go after all. She would rather go to play with her friend. The same friend who says she wishes that Bean didn't exist, and that Bug can never say Allie's (the neighbor girl) name again. We were getting ready to walk out the door and I was looking forward to going, but we didn't go and I was depressed for 2 days.

    Two days ago I was in a fantastic, positive mood. Today I was feeling depressed and antsy again. I love that my moods never last more than a day or two, maybe a week at the most.

Comments (3)

  • I know plenty of people who have a "touch of OCD."  I don't like bridges, but only if they're high bridges.  The water doesn't bother me so much, it's the height.  I have limited my travel to places where you don't have to cross large bodies of water by traversing high bridges.  Then there's my oldest son who refuses to sleep in his room because he doesn't like the bed against a certain wall.  He is also quite the literalist. 

    Hamburger Helper?  Don't waste ground buffalo meat on that.  You have to make burgers out of it, as I did the other day.  I handed them to my family, they took a bite and noticed that the insides were still red.  "Mom, if this kills me, I'm blaming you," said my 16yr old OCD child.  So, I put them back in the pan.  They're all still alive and no one got sick.

    BTW, I came here from the MDC Moms blogring. 

  • Waving my hand in the air...have a touch of OCD. Okay, well, maybe more than a touch. ;) It's "normal" in my family to be like this. Dh doesn't get it so much, but I see the same kinds of behaviors in him...he just doesn't recognize it for what it is. How many people do you know who line up their socks by color, going from light to dark and all folded oh, so neatly? If he really makes me mad, I'll mess up his sock drawer! I check our doors at night. I don't like mail put on the kitchen table. I am always telling everyone to wash their hands. Sigh. Sounds like we missed out on some interesting possible blog entries. Annie's makes something like Hamburger Helper and it's pretty good. We put ground turkey in it.

  • I actually bought the Annie's brand a week or so later. She didn't like it any better as she said it was too tomato-ey, even though I didn't think it was at all. So guess who wound up eating this stuff for the next two days. Sigh.

    I love using ground bison for hamburgers, but it doesn't cook as quickly I notice. My burgers usually end up with some pink in the middle. My husband eats hamburger raw from the package and is still here, so I've relaxed about the pink in the meat. I used to think the only good meat was the kind that was burned to a crisp.

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