[Gemme]

Originally Posted by NJFemmie

Speaking of wet pant cuffs - the rain here has reached biblical proportions - so guess who took off her shoes and has her feeties by the space heater at work???

I think I need to invest in a pair of those fisherman boots.

I feel like one of these ---->

Waders to the rescue!

Originally Posted by NJFemmie

I do have a meat on the bone disorder (with the exception of spare ribs). I cannot eat meat off of a bone (I have to yank, cut or tear it off). Mare is a bone eater, so it works out well in our house. For some reason, I can eat the meat off of a spare rib. Go figure.

Easy grip handle?

Originally Posted by apocalipstic

I hate moist sock syndrome to the point that unless snow is deep enough to cover my shoes, I will not wear socks.

The sleeve thing has forced me to own lots of 3/4 lenth sleeves.

On the other foot, I cannot be without socks.

I have short arms, so the most comfortable (regardless of dry/wet condition) is 3/4 sleeves.

Originally Posted by apocalipstic

I am allergic to wool, makes winter difficult.

My honey is too, so I either put three pairs of regular socks on or put the wool socks on and a pair over them for him.

Originally Posted by SuperFemme

I think there is a Sock Monster (much in the same manner of the Tooth Fairy) that lives in my dryer. It gobbles up my socks but doesn't find matching pairs tasty.

I also have three mini sock monsters with a total of twelve legs. They like to grab and run to the backyard, kennel or under the couch with the prize.

We have a mini monster with 4 legs and a big mouth and she not-so-vaguely resembles Molly, our half Lab/Dobie.

On a side note, and to post in here for Molly, while she does covet socks she HATES feet.....except mine. She likes my feet but never steals my socks. Interesting...

Originally Posted by Isadora

Drives me nuts: alot there is NO such word. A lot. A lot. A lot. Now write it five million times on the chalkboard.

Ditto!

Sock: non-consensual foot bondage...hate them. I wear them only when I deem it necessary. "You are cold, put on some damn socks." NO! Drives people crazy, a lot.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Foot bondage. Love it!

Originally Posted by NJFemmie

Sock subject - I can't stand to wear socks that are SUPPOSED to fit my shoe size. Guess what? They don't. I end up buying little girl socks for that snug fit. I cannot stand having my foot swim in my socks. It annoys me the beejeezus out of me.

I have small feet, so the average size of 9-11 makes my feet swim in it. I totally relate.

Originally Posted by TeaPartyTart

Speaking of feet...

While I love nice feet, gross feet make me go crazy. I can't help but look at everyone's feet in any kind of sandal. I judge-yes JUDGE the alignment of the toes, health of the nail, condition of the nail, etc. I hate chipped polish, cracked heels and dirty feet, in general.

I feel so much better now.

*sigh*

I am not so Judgy McJudgerson about feet. I just don't like them. Touch mine, fine. I. Will. Not. Touch. Yours. Ick!

Originally Posted by Novelafemme

Oh, and I have issues with acne, too.

If I see a pimple...I cannot take my eyes off of it. It begins with a glance and then the heat of its stare begins to burn a hole in my brain and I simply must look. If you are someone I know and am close with you, you may find yourself on your back - me straddling your torso and your face in my grip. I apologize in advance.

I remember once (this is super gross so you may or may not choose to turn away NOW) I was shopping at Home Depot and the check out boy had a terrible case of teenager acne. I was enthralled. I couldn't pry my eyes away from this boy's face. My girls were standing there like "uh, mom...the guy needs you to pay...there's a line forming....mom....MOM!!"

I have always had acne. Subversive little dots, so hopefully, I won't have to worry about you sacking me and attacking my face.

Should that happen, I might have to go ninja on you.

I HATE people touching my face and hair. HATE. IT.

Originally Posted by christie0918

Tucking the flat sheet under the mattress at the foot of the bed. My poor lil feets scream, "RED!!! HARD LIMIT!!!"

I'll take your tucked sheets. My feet are always cold (poor circulation) so I need the tucked sheets to preserve what little warmth I have.