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I have no idea.
same here, Ose.
I don’t think of myself as especially quirky,
but others seem to . . .
maybe I just verbalize
what others think
but don’t say,
and it makes people tilt their heads quizzically.
My life experience
has been much different from most of the people I know,
so perhaps I bring some of that strangeness
or foreign-ness to my interactions with others.
My husband
says I have particular and peculiar tastes in just about everything
from interests . . .
(I’m not a sports fan),
I pick up rocks and shells and moss,
collect feathers and birds’ nests instead . . .
to my taste in books
(I don’t read torn bodice romances),
to music
(don’t like pop or rap),
to food
(don’t eat fast food) . . .
my preference for handmade
over store bought.
I free-associate liberally,
and it is hard for people to trace back a thought I might have
to conversation we were having . . .
like how did we get from talking about cloud formations
to pasta recipes?
Sometimes
I think my mind is a little loose in my head,
and there is a veil between functional reality
and a sort of dream world,
and I dwell a little
in each world.
I haven’t a clue
as to what any of it means . . .
we’re all more alike than we are different,
but unique and quirky in our own way
at the same time,
and I like that . . .
a lot.
You summarized this so well. Thank you.
The truth is,
dear Yram,
I don’t really know what ‘quirky’ is at all . . . 🙂
Your last two lines remind me of Cheryl’s Tia Jenna, dear Sparrow. When our children were young she was fond of saying “I like it, I like it a lot.” With emphasis and a drawn out second, ‘lot’. They picked up this saying so well, to this day, we all at one time or another say……I like it, like it a lot!
I’m glad this triggered some thing positive for you,
dear Joseph . . . 🙂
My memory for random facts. If it sticks out, it sticks in my mind … and will resurface at just the right time.
Quirky is a word people have used to describe me😁!
Something quirky I see in myself…the way my brain works. The thoughts and imagination and connections that flow from just a thought or comment.
People say to me…where did that come from???
”People say to me…where did that come from???”
I experience this a lot myself,
dear Cathie . . . 🙂
As I am checking out of stores, I like to reverse roles with the check out clerk and thank them and invite them to come again. Usually this results in a chuckle from them and leaves me feeling good as well.
I guess this is a quirk– At some point I became very fond of wearing shades of teal or turquoise, and some blues adjacent to that. These are good colors on me and I kept getting drawn to them. Merino wool base layer tops. Dressy tops. Nice tee. Dresses. Jackets. A scarf. Another scarf. Another scarf. (I own lots of scarves–hate having a cold neck.) Jewelry. Hats. Socks. Running shoes I use for walking. A watch. A turquoise bike pannier. If I buy other colors it’s usually ones that can be worn with turquoise, from light green to charcoal gray or black.
You get the idea. I used to have more variety in my closet than I do now, that’s for sure. One day I mentioned to a friend that I seemed to keep buying the same color over and over and that was kind of funny. She said, “Oh, you have a signature color!” My bedroom and office are now painted in two different shades of a blue in this range. (That friend helped me paint them.)
Did I mention I also like clothes in shades of salmon, coral, peach? Yep, have a batch of those too. My e-bike is a color called Georgia Peach. My bathroom is painted a bright, bright coral.
I get comments from women in particular. Sometimes it’s “I love your colors!” One day someone said, “Someone got the color memo!” (I wasn’t entirely sure that was a compliment). Yesterday at my chiropractor’s office it was “I like what you’re wearing. You look like the ocean” (I was wearing navy with some turquoise and green). Loved that one.
Is this a quirk, or personal style? Or is personal style a quirk?
I’ve always thought of you,
dear Barb,
in connection with those colours . . .
perhaps it is because they are present in your photograph . . . 🙂
You can see the color on the lighter/brighter end in my photo here. Most of the time I’m wearing a deeper, darker version of this.
Hmmm, I don’t really consider myself quirky.
I mean, I know quirky people. Wonderfully weird people. Actually, I would consider most of my friends quirky. That’s what makes them so interesting and fun. I wonder if they consider me to be quirky? Hmmm…I’ll have to ask them. 😁
I mean, what I consider totally normal behaviors, might be categorized as quirky by some. It’s hard to know.
I am stumbling for a reply. Is quirkiness the same as uniqueness? Is it a different way of doing something?
Could my quirkiness be that I like to tweak things and not do them the same way every time.
Yes, Yram. I see it as being unique.
My sense of humor- sometimes dry and unexpected. Thoughts spontaneously bubble up in my brain, that amuse me. I like this about myself, because it lightens my day, and brings me delight as well.
I have a new great-niece. When I saw her just-after-birth photo, I immediately thought she looked like a little axolotl. Made me laugh, and made my sister laugh when I mentioned it.
Nice to see you back Maeve 🙂
🙂
Had to look up a picture and that made me snort-laugh!
I have a dear friend in the Boston area that I send greeting cards to that are unrelated to calendar events of that season. It might be spring and I send a winter themed card, pumpkins in April, etc. It’s become my quirky trademark between us, and brings joy while I’m planning what to send next and hear her laughter over the miles.
My Aunt was always at least a season behind with her cards. It was a trademark. She even sent my sister and I our birthday cards in the wrong birthday on purpose lol. Halloween for Easter etc. one year she sent all the cards in January in a big envelope for the entire year letting us pick which one we opened.
Love this!
My uncle was one to do that with phone calls. Thanks for posting because it brought up a lovely memory.
Halloween is my favorite holiday, I find macabre interesting (just watched a youtube video about coffin births)
Looking forward to readying everyone’s responses.
I’ve never thought of myself as a quirky person. I kind of wish I was as I am drawn to quirky people. I’m also drawn to today’s quote from Morgan Harper Nichols, “Choosing to have joy is not naively thinking everything will be easy. It is courageously believing that there is still hope, even when things get hard.” Why? Because gratefulness has taught me that I can find joy even while experiencing sorrow. Essayist Ross Gay is quoted in today’s meditation from Richard Rohr and I share his words below:
Essayist Ross Gay connects sorrow, joy, and solidarity:
What happens if joy is not separate from pain? What if joy and pain are fundamentally tangled up with one another? Or even more to the point, what if joy is not only entangled with pain, or suffering, or sorrow, but is also what emerges from how we care for each other through those things? What if joy, instead of a refuge or relief from heartbreak, is what effloresces from us as we help each other carry our heartbreaks?…
My hunch is that joy is an ember for or precursor to wild and unpredictable and transgressive and unboundaried solidarity. And that that solidarity might incite further joy. Which might incite further solidarity. And on and on. My hunch is that joy, emerging from our common sorrow—which does not necessarily mean we have the same sorrows, but that we, in common, sorrow—might draw us together. It might depolarize us and de-atomize us enough that we can consider what, in common, we love. And though attending to what we hate in common is too often all the rage (and it happens also to be very big business), noticing what we love in common, and studying that, might help us survive. It’s why I think of joy, which gets us to love, as being a practice of survival. Ross Gay, Inciting Joy: Essays (Algonquin Books, 2022), 4, 9–10. [2]
Interesting opening Carol, people say I’m quirky and I am drawn to very un-quirky people. Maybe opposites attract, or we are unconsciously drawn to some balance in our lives.
I had never thought of it, till you shared your opening. Thanks!
I’m a strategical rebel.
I totally understand what you are describing!
I am one of the six percent of American population, that do not own a cell phone. I never have. May they keep supporting landlines. Peace, love and enough to all.
I didn’t know there were 20 million of you! I can’t decide if life without a cell phone would be scary or liberating.
Well, this is definitely one more thing to like about you. I wrote a funny (to me) response to your post. But it got lost in the ether. Oh well. I made myself chuckle writing it, and that’s all that really matters. To me. 😁
OMG! How do you exist?! What if something happens!? How do you know where to go and at what time!? What if you need to Google something while out in your fields!?
It’s almost as if this device that I am so addicted to (seriously) is not necessary at all. Almost as if we survived as a species just fine before this thing appeared in our hands.
I tried to resist it (I’m always late to the party) until I finally just said f#*¥k it, and dove into technology head first.
I am so glad that you resist this most definitely unnecessary contraption.
I feel like you should be studied anthropologically. Maybe a documentary. Narrated by David Attenborough. 😁
“ somewhere in the mountains of Colorado, we have found…”
Of course I am kidding. Sorry 🙄
Thank you Charlie, for the many chuckles your comment gave me.
Love this,
dear Charlie . . . 🙂
ps. It looks like your post
didn’t disappear after all.
I resisted owning a cell phone,
dear Joseph,
until we were in the process of buying our house . . .
it’s taken me 13 years
to learn how to use its minimal features. 🙂
Kudos to you for resisting.
(even though you know
deep down,
that in the end,
that resistance is futile)
I think that’s awesome, Joseph. I was so resistant to getting one and was probably the last in my friend/family group to do so. But now it’s such a regular part of life – for most anyway. My dad has lost and broken so many cell phones that it’s truly comical. He’s not a technology dude (obviously), but my mom insists.
Unfortunately I struggle for an answer. I say unfortunately because I think a touch of quirkiness would mean I take life a little less serious sometimes.
I don’t know if it would be considered quirky but sometimes I like to break out the Disney music mix and belt out (off key) anything from Bear Necessities to High School Musical ( and some songs dance around the house)