Strange yet usual things.

Do you ever find yourself talking to things? You know like telling the vacume cleaner to stop trying to eat the rug. Or when you tell the carpet you do no like it you would much rather it be wood. How about talking to yourself? Do you ever talk to yourself while listening to an Ipod and forget that others can hear what your saying? Or better yet do you ever put human thoughts and emotions to describe animals? I do all of the above and needless to say I can tend to come off a bit strange at times. But then really, don't we all?

So what are we really doing when we are talking to inanimate objects? First, we might be complaining which is bad. (Though usually funny in this case) Second, we may just be getting our aggravation out on something that can not possibly hear it, take offense to it, or change itself. What if those "things" hurt us then how do we respond? I remember one time I ran into a wall and decided "it" was definatly responsible for breaking my hand. It could not have possibly been the fact I was playing hide-n-seek through the house and running. What if your mad at "them" how do you take out your anger? Last weekend I had a very long discussion with the vacume as it kept trying to eat the bathroom rugs. I finally had to pull them appart and place them in different rooms since they were unable to get along. So, the other thing I thought of was how we blame inanimate objects for our own mistakes. So the next time you find yourself having a long discussion with a lightbulb hoping you can convince it to either work or get itself out of the light socket it is in remember you are really only trying to comfort yourself in the situation. I think it is that believe that lies in each one of us. You know the one that hope comes from. The one that you have when your watching the exact same movie over and over and somehow you hope a part of it will be different this time then it was the last 150 or so times and then you find out is it the same and you can not handle it so you leave the room. (pretty sure that is a run-on sentance but I don't care to change it)

Then of course comes the obvious talking to yourself. I know this is probably very funny for those who don't and somewhat amusing for those who do. I often get caught talking to myself. Sometimes I am actually just singing quietly to myself and if I am not and someone hears me then I pretend I am singing to myself. I realized it is meerly a thinking of thoughts out loud but some of us very auidble people think out loud and sometimes we don't realize why. If there is something very upsetting, some moment or conversation I am extremely happy about, or just things I am working through I can be found re-living the moments outloud. Not loudly of course but it comes out in mumbles. Oh, and sometimes it gets you in some very awkward and embarrasing situations. I remember one time re-living a conversation with a guy I liked while making drinks on the bar at Starbucks. I was in my zone and forgot about the existance of the other four or five workers arround me. Let me tell you by the color in my cheeks shortly after they heard what I said that I soon remembered where I was. I also find I do this a ton when I am in my car listending to music. I think there is something about listening to music that calms my thinking down but then I realize I am laughing about something that embarrased me earlier, re-living the moment, blushing thinking through it, and litterally remembering the conversation and actions out loud. One day this might be considered crazy but I think it is as sign of intelligence. (or at least that is my argument) It is just part of some ability to multitask, pull scenes from your mind and actually bring the emotions of that situation back.

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PART TWO

The last thing I thought fit well here is the way I respond to animals. I currently have four that are mine and one that used to me. Two cats, two ferrets, and my parrot. I know in psycology they tell you never to do this but I always explaing my animals actions as if they were people. For instance, I choose favorites. I have one ferret (Bear) I love much more then the other (Sketch). Yet my older ferret Sketch has a thing for bananas and has my entire family trained to give her one when she stands up on her back legs and puts her nose in the air. Bear really likes fishy crackers but usually we don't have any for her. I love that from the moment she hears me come home I hear her thumping down the stars to say hello. Bear then rolls on her back so I can pet her and rub her tummy. There are also very many funny moments with her. First off she is extremely playful which is why I think she is my favorite. When I wake up in the morning she is often sleeping on the other side of my pillow. She hears the alarm go off, sees the light come on and gives me the look. Turn that light off! (actually she is pretty good this is more the response of my cat Tomi) Then as I go and get ready she follows me all over. Soon after she is a bit more awake it is playtime and she will run and play hide-n-seek with me or some other little game. Then I go to the door to leave and she pouts and waits there till my car drives away.

Then of course there is my bird, Agape. She can be extremely cranky and tempermental though is also super sweet. She can not stand it if I am in the house and she can not be on my shoulder. I can be such a brat to her but I can not stand it when she decides not to go to the bathroom in her cage but rather on my shoulder. Yuck! Plus if she is in a bad mood there is no way she is coming out as her usually sweet kisses become a fat lip for me. She likes very few guys and generally dislikes all girls. She hates it when she thinks I am sleeping or ignoring her, must have a bite or drink of everthing that I have, and is scared to death of hats. She can be very sweet but also very irritating as well. I can't help but think she is adorable when she barks, laughs, whistles, and gives kisses. She will snuggle up really close to my cheek when she is very content and happy.

Then there is Tomi, my cat. She is my favorite cat I have ever had! Usually she comes in at night with me and leaves with me in the morning. She plays mostly outside but if I stay home all day she hangs out inside. She likes to follow me arround and gets very upset if I sit in the computer room or in the living room. She will literally sit on my stairs and yell ( it is not a meow but some crazy cat sound) until I come upstairs in my room to pet her. This can become a rather funny conversation between us as I try and mimic her yelling while I am busy doing other things. Then, once I do go upstairs she will lounge on my bed and stretch out in front of the air as if she could not do it alone. Then when I go to bed she will curl up right next to me unless she wants me to pet her. Then she will lay her head in my hand. If I respond she begins to purr but also has overactive scent glands. Cats when they are happy have a gland in the corners of their mouth so they rub their scent on what "belongs" to them or what they really love. Well, I love her but those glands don't work quit right and she begins to drool. Good thing I really like that cat or she would be outside again. It's so cute because she will finally lay down and she either likes to lay her head back in my hand, or will put her paw on my face, or will grab my hand with her paws and finally go to sleep.

It is funny how we act and even funnier how we bring animals into. Let me just tell you I think some of this is how I crack myself up so much. I am really one of the funniest people I know as I can often make myself laught out loud. That my friends is an whole other issue. ;)