The ABC's of Me
So, this is a game in the blogging world. It reminds me of when I first got into the internet, email world and I would get those forwards, "Send this to 432 people in the next 5 minutes and a really cool dancing....oh wait, I can't tell you WHAT will show up, but it will show up and within 5 minutes Bill Gates will call you and ask you to marry him and give you half of his fortune and believe me, my mailman's niece is a lawyer, and she said her boyfriend had this really happen to his aunt" Or the one where you write what time you start and what you are wearing, and answer all these random questions and then at the end you write what time you finished, and if you are still wearing anything. I thought those were so cool and I passed them along to everyone I knew. I soon learned that these emails were more prevalent than thousand dollar bills in Mr. Gate's wallet, and pretty annoying after the 32nd time in two days that you got one in your inbox. Well, I think these memes are cool and I got "tagged" by Traci so I'm gonna do this. Five extra points if you know what a meme is and how to pronounce it. Camille, bring it. Here goes:
ABC Meme
Accent: I do not have one. Unless I'm in another country. And then it's American
Bible book that I like: I really like Talmadge's Jesus the Christ that goes in depth with the New Testament books on Christ's life. Oh wait, what book IN the bible? Probably Esther cuz I LOVE the story of Esther, and Psalms.
Chore I don't care for: This really should be plural, but I'll settle for putting away laundry.
Dog or Cat: Jay and I have a prenup that solely states we will never own animals. I dread the day the kids get wind of the idea that owning them is a choice and start asking. Glad we have that prenup at least...
Essential Electronics: Computer and my hot chocolate maker. Not really. I really have one, and it's really cool, but it's not essential. And I do love a freezer.
Favorite Cologne: I learned recently that Jay didn't think cologne was used to enhance and for other's enjoyment, but to mask, so he's never worn it. I find that entirely amusing and would rather he keep that belief than start wearing scents I like. I don't know any scents by name. I usually end up complimenting someone's deodorant, so I just steer clear of that area all together. I used to love wearing Cool Water and then the scent made me nauseous when I was pregnant with Ben, and my love for it has faded, even though the nausea is gone. Sad.
Gold or Silver: If you're standing in front of me holding it, and it's in a jewelry box, it can be pig's hide and dirt, and I'll love it. Gold for wedding ring, but I do love a classy silver piece.
Handbag I Carry Most Often: Handbag? Handbag?! Handbags are for cute stylish girls who can still match their shoes and earrings and accessorize. I am a utilitarianist that hates baggage. In any form. A backpack is ideal, but even I have come to terms with the fact that at some point you gotta give that up. Oh to leave the house without diapers, wipes, sippy cups, change of clothes, snacks, baggies for poopies, baggies for banana peels...
Insomnia: Only when I'm pregnant and it makes me uncontrollably raging mad. Even the word insomnia makes me grit my teeth.
Job Title: Not feeling creative enough to come up with that.
Kids: 2 A boy and a girl in a tippy-canoe
Living Arrangements: undesirable. My husband stays with the Marriots and Ben invades my bed more frequently than I prefer. Oh, that's sleeping arrangements. I live in a great apartment with a closet converted to a bedroom and a terrifically large and almost completely useless master bathroom.
Most Admirable Trait: I just asked Jay over the phone and he said, "Making others feel comfortable". Could I get anyone some lemonade, perhaps a foot rub? Then he added, "With themselves."
Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Well, as long as you all are clear that this was my CHILDHOOD and in my PAST and that I do have some excuse in being a redhead, I had a horrible mouth that said things I always immediately regretted, but could never retract or even stop from following up on if the instigator stuck around.
Overnight Hospital Stays: Two babies, and an ER admit that turned into gall bladder surgery. I never loved a hospital or morphine more than that night.
Phobias: cacophobia, ablutophobia, alektorophobia, coprastasophobia, soceraphobia, geniophobia, and arachibutyrophobia. These are only what's been DIAGNOSED.
Quote: "There's a saying in Missouri, if you don't like the weather just wait five minutes. In Blaine, with hard work, I think we can get that down to three or four minutes." Waiting For Guffman
Religion: LDS
Siblings: 6 brothers, 2 sisters
Time I Wake Up: When I hear Avery singing from her crib, or grunting as she tries to scale the sides of it. Or when I hear Ben whisper, "It feels like my eyes are open, tan I dit up?"
Unusual Talent or Skill: See, these are the kinds of things that make me feel like a dolt. I can't think of even a USUAL talent or skill.
Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: I really love vegetables but I really don't like celery. In any form.
Worst Habit: You know, I don't really have any bad habits. But maybe my husband or former roommates or siblings would be better able to answer this one. I may do a lot of bad things, but not really habitually.
X-rays: I've had a few. I fell down my marble stairs outside my studio apartment when I was 25. I was mopping them because I thought if I cleaned the stairwell really well, I wouldn't smell Smelly Fat Man all the time, but instead I just dislocated my tailbone and chipped my elbow. I had the imprint of stairs on my back and walked tilted to the side to accommodate my displaced tailbone until I had it fixed. When I had an x-ray done on my arm, the dr asked me if I was raised on a farm. When I asked why he thought that (I was not, by the way) he said because people who do hard manual labor when they are young tend to have larger bones, so basically he was wondering how a nice girl like me got big bones. He then showed me the x-rays of a small man and my bones were only slightly smaller. I might have been offended if it wasn't just plain, indisputable fact.
Yummy Stuff I cook: Oh, do we have to go here? I'm not that great of a cook. It's not bad, but it's hardly characterized as yummy. I make a mean ice cream cone, and a killer frozen daiquiri.
Zoo animal I Like Most: When I go to the zoo, I don't care if I see nothing else, if I see the monkeys. They are thoroughly entertaining to me. And so relatable...
Well, to keep in the spirit of this game, I tag Analiese. Tag, your turn to meme!
ABC Meme
Accent: I do not have one. Unless I'm in another country. And then it's American
Bible book that I like: I really like Talmadge's Jesus the Christ that goes in depth with the New Testament books on Christ's life. Oh wait, what book IN the bible? Probably Esther cuz I LOVE the story of Esther, and Psalms.
Chore I don't care for: This really should be plural, but I'll settle for putting away laundry.
Dog or Cat: Jay and I have a prenup that solely states we will never own animals. I dread the day the kids get wind of the idea that owning them is a choice and start asking. Glad we have that prenup at least...
Essential Electronics: Computer and my hot chocolate maker. Not really. I really have one, and it's really cool, but it's not essential. And I do love a freezer.
Favorite Cologne: I learned recently that Jay didn't think cologne was used to enhance and for other's enjoyment, but to mask, so he's never worn it. I find that entirely amusing and would rather he keep that belief than start wearing scents I like. I don't know any scents by name. I usually end up complimenting someone's deodorant, so I just steer clear of that area all together. I used to love wearing Cool Water and then the scent made me nauseous when I was pregnant with Ben, and my love for it has faded, even though the nausea is gone. Sad.
Gold or Silver: If you're standing in front of me holding it, and it's in a jewelry box, it can be pig's hide and dirt, and I'll love it. Gold for wedding ring, but I do love a classy silver piece.
Handbag I Carry Most Often: Handbag? Handbag?! Handbags are for cute stylish girls who can still match their shoes and earrings and accessorize. I am a utilitarianist that hates baggage. In any form. A backpack is ideal, but even I have come to terms with the fact that at some point you gotta give that up. Oh to leave the house without diapers, wipes, sippy cups, change of clothes, snacks, baggies for poopies, baggies for banana peels...
Insomnia: Only when I'm pregnant and it makes me uncontrollably raging mad. Even the word insomnia makes me grit my teeth.
Job Title: Not feeling creative enough to come up with that.
Kids: 2 A boy and a girl in a tippy-canoe
Living Arrangements: undesirable. My husband stays with the Marriots and Ben invades my bed more frequently than I prefer. Oh, that's sleeping arrangements. I live in a great apartment with a closet converted to a bedroom and a terrifically large and almost completely useless master bathroom.
Most Admirable Trait: I just asked Jay over the phone and he said, "Making others feel comfortable". Could I get anyone some lemonade, perhaps a foot rub? Then he added, "With themselves."
Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Well, as long as you all are clear that this was my CHILDHOOD and in my PAST and that I do have some excuse in being a redhead, I had a horrible mouth that said things I always immediately regretted, but could never retract or even stop from following up on if the instigator stuck around.
Overnight Hospital Stays: Two babies, and an ER admit that turned into gall bladder surgery. I never loved a hospital or morphine more than that night.
Phobias: cacophobia, ablutophobia, alektorophobia, coprastasophobia, soceraphobia, geniophobia, and arachibutyrophobia. These are only what's been DIAGNOSED.
Quote: "There's a saying in Missouri, if you don't like the weather just wait five minutes. In Blaine, with hard work, I think we can get that down to three or four minutes." Waiting For Guffman
Religion: LDS
Siblings: 6 brothers, 2 sisters
Time I Wake Up: When I hear Avery singing from her crib, or grunting as she tries to scale the sides of it. Or when I hear Ben whisper, "It feels like my eyes are open, tan I dit up?"
Unusual Talent or Skill: See, these are the kinds of things that make me feel like a dolt. I can't think of even a USUAL talent or skill.
Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: I really love vegetables but I really don't like celery. In any form.
Worst Habit: You know, I don't really have any bad habits. But maybe my husband or former roommates or siblings would be better able to answer this one. I may do a lot of bad things, but not really habitually.
X-rays: I've had a few. I fell down my marble stairs outside my studio apartment when I was 25. I was mopping them because I thought if I cleaned the stairwell really well, I wouldn't smell Smelly Fat Man all the time, but instead I just dislocated my tailbone and chipped my elbow. I had the imprint of stairs on my back and walked tilted to the side to accommodate my displaced tailbone until I had it fixed. When I had an x-ray done on my arm, the dr asked me if I was raised on a farm. When I asked why he thought that (I was not, by the way) he said because people who do hard manual labor when they are young tend to have larger bones, so basically he was wondering how a nice girl like me got big bones. He then showed me the x-rays of a small man and my bones were only slightly smaller. I might have been offended if it wasn't just plain, indisputable fact.
Yummy Stuff I cook: Oh, do we have to go here? I'm not that great of a cook. It's not bad, but it's hardly characterized as yummy. I make a mean ice cream cone, and a killer frozen daiquiri.
Zoo animal I Like Most: When I go to the zoo, I don't care if I see nothing else, if I see the monkeys. They are thoroughly entertaining to me. And so relatable...
Well, to keep in the spirit of this game, I tag Analiese. Tag, your turn to meme!
2 Comments:
At 10:27 AM, Anonymous said…
Jay: Well put, letter M.
At 1:22 PM, Code Yellow Mom said…
I KNEW yours would be funnier than mine. But I'm glad I have a partner in the anti-handbag movement. I think I scared off my couple of readers with that one. The big bone story was awesome, and the "I feel like my eyes are open" KILLS me. So cute. So reprehensible before dawn.
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