Does that make me crazy?

• I look forward to cleaning my ears out with a Q-Tip...does that make me crazy?
  

• I have eaten Bagel Bites, Cheese Nips and Popsicles for dinner for about 3 months now, and I never get tired of it...does that make me crazy?
  

• My husband and I sleep with our heads at different ends of the bed, and we both prefer it this way...does that make us crazy?
  

• Sometimes, when pulling into the garage and I see my husband's golf bag, full of golf clubs, I find myself smiling as I picture hitting them with my car and running over them...does that make me crazy?

• I refuse to touch uncooked meat, I'll use a variety of forks, knives and spatulas to maneuver the germ invested meat from one pan to another...does that make me crazy?

• When I tell my pup to sit, she does...but she pees as well...does that make her crazy?

• I tiptoe to the mailbox...and I have no idea why...does that make me crazy?

• After watching UFC with my hubby, I feel the urgent need to hit, slap and punch him...does that make me crazy?

• If someone sits or touches the bed after I just made it...I freak out...like will either get violent or start crying...does that make me crazy?

• When I walk near a classroom of little kids, I instinctively hold my breath...hoping to avoid germs...does that make me crazy?
  

I think I may need to change my blog title from "Blessed Chick" to "Messed up Chick" Ha!!!