Living With My “isms”


What is an “ism?”  It is some minor little something that tends to bug you more than it does others.  Simply put, a pet peeve.  We all have them.  For instance, I can not stand a man with smooth hands.  I am talking like smooth as a baby’s bottom kind of smooth.  I went out with a man once whose hands were so soft.  It really was a major turn off for me.  One of my MAJOR “isms” is someone had best not touch the bottom of their foot to the bottom of mine.  This causes extreme chaos and possible catastrophe.  I will kick and scream and cause bodily harm because it makes my skin crawl.  Have you ever touched your finger to another persons?  You take your free hand and feel the two fingers pressed together.  They feel dead and numb.  That is what I feel when a person touches the bottom of their foot to mine.  So , please!  Do not do this to me!  Do not do it to yourself.  It could be hazardous to your health.  Maybe I am just weird.  I do not know.  To me, my “isms” are very scary and real.  I have often wondered if I just stuck the bottom of my foot tot the bottom of someone else’s and just held it there no matter how it felt.  Just “man-up” and hold them there as long as I can probably gritting my teeth together.  I imagine that I would also break out into a sweat.  I would have to close my eyes and just ggggrrrrrrrr.  You know what I mean?  Could I then cure myself from my own “ism?”  The thought terrifies me.  I am uncertain whether I could take it long enough.  I may try one day…… but I probably will not start today!  : )

I hope you all have had a great day!

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About Nicole Griffin Eakin

Born in Columbus, Georgia at Fort Benning, my mother and I moved back to our hometown of Scottsboro, Alabama. My mother is my hero and the best role model a person could have. After she and my father divorced, she remarried and had 2 more children. We moved to Stone Mountain, Georgia after the tragic loss of my step father, where my family still resides. I am the oldest of 7 children. We call ourselves The Brady Bunch. I began writing as a form of self expression. Married and Divorced, I moved back to our hometown of Scottsboro. I am a single mother of 3 beautiful children. Wyatt, who 14 years old and begging for his motorcycle license. Which is not about to happen! My daughter Savanna, age 7, is the child that is most likely to one day break my heart. She is my mini-me. Daisy, age 2, will probably be the most mischievious of the three. She loves to sing! Children are a gift from God and I have definately been blessed! I have saved everything ever written which chronicles different periods in my life for them to have one day. Not to be read by them until they are much, much older! I have been asked numerous times why I did not write my life story. I remember thinking – Are you nuts…..!!?? As I have gotten older, I have decided that maybe one day....... I sure do not want anyone telling it for me! .

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