Quirky?

Someone described me as quirky this week. I'm not sure if it was meant in a complimentary way or not, but I suspect it may have come from a silly habit I have of talking to inanimate objects. It's not that I'm completely insane (although that definitely runs in the family) or that I expect them to talk back. Rather that I like to find amusement in the most everyday things around me. Outlook is everything. For example, the thing that made me chuckle to myself the most this week was when a horse at the paddock got frightened and shied at the sound of its own fart! Ho Ho Ho, I'm still LMAO at that one...