I love Bob’s Burgers 😊. Facebook posts labeled “How Picky Are You?” interest me and I always fill them out. My current “foods I won’t eat” were 25 out of the given 26, I believe. I’m not picky, per se; it’s more about not being able to eat smushy or squishy food and food with certain textures. I cannot stomach pulled pork or pulled chicken (is that a thing?) even though meat turns into that when you chew it, anyway. I have tried more than once. I don’t like al dente pasta, BUT it can’t be over-cooked, either.
Hubby knows my reaction faces, so he’s always on hand with a napkin if I need to spit something out. At Outback Steakhouse, a restaurant that has only cloth napkins, he handed me the little butter bowl 😂. I covered it up, but I felt bad.
Oddly enough, I don’t like crunchy cereal. I let it sit in milk to soften it (but not soggy!) before eating it. Cap ‘N Crunch is my nemesis because his cereal refuses to get soft for what seems like an eternity. I also hate milk, so I eat my cereal with a slotted spoon.
I have what I call “food kicks,” which is where I eat one certain thing for however long the kick lasts. I ate chicken-flavored Cup O’ Noodles with cayenne pepper and butter for around six months before, and now the sight of them makes me queasy. Then there were modified Reubens; dried beef, mozzarella, sauerkraut, Thousand Island dressing, on light seedless rye I ate for a few months. Beef jerky at one point (very expensive kick). Mushrooms (I was a fungi to be around, or would that be fungal?). And so it goes.
Currently, I’m on a popcorn kick and it’s rather distressing because it’s giving me tummy aches. I don’t choose to have these kicks, and I have no idea what brings them on. Sometimes they last a few days, sometimes months, and I won’t eat if that food isn’t available. We ran out of the popcorn last week and I didn’t eat for a week. When I had mushrooms for an extended period, I didn’t eat them for over a year after that. I hope the popcorn kick is over quickly.
I’ve been spending all of my free time looking for freelance writing jobs, and I gotta say, it’s not going great. I just don’t know what to say! I can write, and I think differently than “normal” people, which can be an asset, but when it’s put in front of me, I draw a blank. And it’s a chaotic blank, not a blank-blank; my head isn’t empty, it’s overflowing with thoughts jumping from one thing to another to another to another. Then I have my regular job that I need to do since I know I’ll get paid for it.
My husband is used to my thinking process. I will sit at work and think about the most random things, then I’ll go ask him a question about those things as if he heard what I was thinking and can answer me. He’s usually confused (okay, always confused), but he recovers well and has me to tell him what I am talking or thinking about. I couldn’t remember what liquid nitrogen was called a couple days ago and asked him what it was, and after he told me, he asked me if I was going to use it to freeze him. I am not.
Hi! My name is Amanda, and I’d like to welcome you to my blog.
I have no idea what I’m doing, so bear with me. I am new to WordPress and the whole freelance writer thing, but I’ve been a transcriptionist since 2006, so I know a thing or two about a thing or two :-). I honestly don’t know where this will show up after I click on “Update.” There’s nothing like adventure! I love to read and write and am following my dream of becoming a freelance writer so I can do what I love.
To answer the WordPress questions, I’ve never been good at keeping journals. I’ve always wanted to, and I get inspired every time I see really cool ones (like Sebastian’s journal in Cruel Intentions), but I don’t have the attention span for it. I have a few notebooks with entries somewhere and I’m sure none of them makes sense, but I digress. My main reason is because I’m trying to break into freelance writing and it was suggested that I have a WordPress page, so here we are. Well, here I am.
I love animals and reading and writing and typing. Those might be things I talk about. I have four cats (kiddies) and a husband. My youngest cat is blind, and he’s the baby and is spoiled. I have a tuxedo girl who looks like a linebacker and doesn’t get along with the three boys she lives with. I don’t blame her.
Everyone is welcome to my blog, so that’s who I would like to connect with! I’m an autistic recluse and communication is pretty difficult for me, but I do all right online. I love talking to people online and posting my thoughts and questions and goings on.