My boyfriend (who sells guitars and deals with music for a living) gets quite exasperated when I keep referring to ear plugs as "ear stuffies."
I also cluck to my car when it's slow to change gear. And after a couple of years of riding greenies, if I see something 'scary' along the side of the road I've often braced myself waiting for my car to spook.
What Lou-Lou and HL said. Plus I do find I have some rather eccentric items in my handbag... At the moment it's... (checking) 4 plastic XL toe clips for Avery's expensive imported plastic bar shoes - too small and easy to lose to leave at the barn... aaaannnnd, a bag containing the remaining brass halter name plates and Chicago screws from the set of 10 duplicates I bought about 5 years ago when I finally found a vendor I liked. I found 'em while I was moving & was afraid to lose them, so into the purse they went!
I am also the culprit who has been known to accidentally trail wood shavings all over the law firm. On the upside, it's a small-town firm and I can blame the red clay on the visiting farmers! (But it's me who vacuums up the place anyhoo, so no biggie.)
"The standard you walk by is the standard you accept."--Lt. Gen. David Morrison, Austalian Army Chief
I always get angry when I drive by a beautiful piece of property and wonder why the owners don't have some kind of animal on it...
Why waste the land?
Agreed, but what I think is far, far worse is when you drive by a house with a gorgeous white painted four-board fence, and you eagerly scan for horses, only to realize that there is no gate across the driveway...or the fence only covers the front of the property and not the sides... Tell me what is the POINT of a fence like that?? Sure can't keep anything in or out! If you have so much money you can spend it on meaningless fence, please come put it up at my house.
As for quirky horse habits... I guess the main one is that I think nothing of going to the bank or grocery store wearing manure-stained jeans and filthy paddock boots, along with a shirt sporting a gorgeous smear of beet pulp, mud, and horse snot across my right boob. (My gelding likes to use that one as his Kleenex for some reason. TMI?? Sorry! It's true!)
I also try to weight my outside seatbone when steering around a sharp turn in my car.
A dear friend of mine has a 6 month old little boy, and I constantly find myself cooing "Good boy" to him in the same tone I use to praise my horses. I've tried to stop, but it slips out anyway. Also, I've caught myself waving to horses and dogs when I drive by them. I recently did this with my boyfriend in the car and he said, "Did you just wave at that dog?" Then we both burst into hysterical laughter.
I tell my husband and daughter to walk-on. They either do or they give me really dirty looks. I also do the pointy finger thing to move people over like I do with my horse when she is standing... drives my husband nuts cause it works... really well.
If i'm posting on Coth, it's either raining so I can't ride or it's night time and I can't sleep.