Why? Because I like things even - steven. If I gave you things I like, I must give you things I do not like. This is how nature is balanced and the poles remain aligned in my world. Ahem.
1. Vomit. I can handle snot, pee, poop, blood, drool and ABC food like a champ. Want to undo me, just vomit. I am a sypathy-vomiter. If you vomit, I will vomit FOR you. Case and point - child #2 throws up hot dogs and pepto, child #1 starts to gag, mother throws up INSIDE her own T-shirt and all over her own belly. It really happened. Tonight, child #3 threw up chili all over my couch and then asked, "Mama? How come when I ate it it was chili and when it came out it was pasta?"
2. Dog hair. On my floors. On my pillow. In my washing machine. On my clothes. In my mouth. Love (a slight exageration) the dog, HATE the hair.
3. Dirty cars. This does not, by any stretch of the imagination, mean that my car is clean. I mean, I have four kids, c'mon. I just don't like it.
4. Finding surprises. Like super old sippies with last
years weeks milk in them that nobody knows where they came from but suddenly show up in the kitchen sink for washing and an unprepared mother opens them, surprises. Or, "what is that in the toilet and why didn't you flush it" surprises. Or things that fall from the ceiling and into my hair first thing in the morning surprises. Not good, not good at all.
5. Raw chicken. I don't really need to explain this, do I?
6. Mustaches. Uh, yeah, no. They do zero for me, except maybe remind me of caterpillars.
7. Farts. I get sooo mad!! I hate when people just let them rip where ever, whenever. Especially at the dinner table. HEEEELLLLOOOO, ever hear of poop particles? Well, now they are in my meal, thank you very much.
8. Creepy crawlies. Snakes, bugs, spiders, lizards, slime, worms, slugs, maggots, etc. fall into this category. I really don't like it when someone catches one and shows me....really close to my face, shows me. I don't like it when they fall into the surprise category either. When I was in TX, I had a flying cockroach fly into my hair. I thought it was a bat. This has scarred me so badly, I can still feel it's legs crawling on my scalp when I think about it. And now I'm thinking about it.
9. Birds. They creep me out, all pointy-beaky and beady-eyed like they are figuring out a way to kill you so that they can eat your innards. One time, my cat smuggled one into my pillow case which made for a very lovely evening. Not. even. kidding.
*Side bar* Maybe I should just say that I don't like nature, but I DO like nature as long as it's not on me or my belongings. See the aforementioned experiences and add to them; a snake dangling from a ceiling vent during a baby shower, smashing into a cow on a very dark road, deer smashing into me on a very dark road, stepping into (yep, INto) a turtle carcass barefoot, and I'm sure there are more, anyway.....
10. Tiny little noises and super loud noises such as, someone snapping their gum or my kids running herd-like down the stairs. When it comes to someone eating something crunchy with their mouth open and a neighbors' thumping base, OMG! just commit me! I have a very low tolerance for sensory disturbances.
So I just noticed that my "unlike" list is much longer than my "like" list....hhhhmmmm. I do not like that.