Do you have a favorite or lucky number? I don’t. One number is pretty much the same to me although I will admit I like odd numbers better than even. And I will admit I have a least favorite number. 6. Don’t know why. I don’t like the number six. WHen I do a sudoku puzzle I either wait until just before the end to do the sixes (because I don’t want my puzzle fun to end on a 6) or I do them first to get them out of the way.
I’m the same with colors. I don’t really have a favorite color. There are days when I’m yellow, or green or purple or pink. I even like brown and on occasion beige. But I do have a least favorite color–blue. If I find a clothing style I like it only comes in blue, I won’t get it. I do make an exception for blue jeans, but you really won’t find blue in my closet. Teal, turquoise, but no blue or navy.
Favorite food? Easy. Sushi. And in a close second, everything else except olives, liver (but I like liverwurst), sweet potatoes, okra, and stinky cheese. (Okay, that’s a hyperbole, but I really don’t like olives, liver, sweet potatoes, okra, or stinky cheese.) And if you ask me whether I like sweet or salty, I’ll pick salty every time. And vanilla over chocolate, milk over dark, and Team Jacob over Team Edward (but that’s neither here nor there).
We all have weird stuff in our lives/heads. I’m afraid of moths–less afraid of butterflies, but they have that weird flitty thing going on too. I discovered a real fear of heights last summer while climbing towers in the Strasbourg cathedral and on that trip I decided I will never do heights again, after making the Tower of Pisa my tower climb ever. I felt it a fitting end. I stayed in a hotel in NYC this March on the 50th floor. First thing I did was close the curtains and I never looked out. Funny. It doesn’t trouble me while flying.
I love the little quirks that make us individuals. In THE WISH LIST, my heroine, Kristin, likes Chocolate Chipless cookies. That’s because those are my favorites. All the dough, none of the chocolate.
So what are some of your quirks? I’d love to know. But don’t be surprised if they end up in a book.
Books I’m reading now:
Guns of August by Barbara Tuchman
A Night Like This by Julia Quinn