Of course it's time for confessions.
This one, for some of you, may not come as a surprise...others who don't know me so well will be like "Whaaaaat?"
Can you believe it?
I can not stand watermelon.
Even to touch it.
I think it goes back to my days of cashiering. People would being them up and I would have to bag them. Whether whole or cut up. The watermelon was always so cold and it would give me a chill right up the palm of hands to my spine.
I have a lot of quirks.
It's so bad that I refuse to buy it. If anyone in my household wants it, they get it somewhere else or the Nana takes pity on them, buys it, chops it & brings it over.
I can't even stand the smell.
So, No Watermelon for you!
Tell me, do you skeeve anything?