I've seen this several places, with several different numbers, and I've already played along several times.
But, here I go again.
10. Daughter once attempted to let her cousin out of her very high second story bedroom window using a rope. Thankfully, Youngest Son remembered the rule that I must be reported to if anyone was bleeding, throwing up or could DIE.
11. This same son also reported to me that those two were about to sled off our garage roof into the snow. Although they are both presently 26 years of age I still get slightly nervous when I see the two of them together and feel strangely comforted if Youngest Son is in their midst.
12. One summer I used a cassette tape of our church choir singing a cantata whenever I wanted Oldest Son to play outside. It worked very well.
13. Long ago when I was home schooling Oldest Son and Daughter, sitting around our dining room table in our pajamas with our cat as a center piece, our dog began vomiting under the table. No one even flinched. At that precise moment I realized that we would never be featured on the cover of a home schooling magazine. Or Good Housekeeping, for that matter.
14. My favorite quote of my mother's came from when she was the custodian at our church. I clearly remember her wiping down the stair handrails and saying to no one in particular, "Their hearts might be pure, but their hands sure aren't clean." I think of this often.
15. When I was a little girl my dad put a hook into our old Box Elder Tree so that he could turn the rope while I jumped. And people wonder why it isn't hard at all for me to watch out for him.
16. My side of the bed is extremely messy. And I don't even care.
17. I have trouble with my hands being always numb and tingly. This causes me to drop things. It's a good thing that our couch is the color of coffee with cream.
18. I still haven't figured out what I want to be when I grow up. Apparently, there is still time.
19. I've not quite learned how to deal with the things that have happened to me that I do not believe in.
20. It still know the combination to my locker from 8th grade. 13-43-7
21. If I need to know what letter comes after another in the alphabet, I have to go all the way back to "A" to find out.
22. It's impossible for me to know if I'm having a good time while I am doing something. I have to go home and think about it before I know for sure.
23. On New Year's Day THGGM and I went out for dinner with my sister and brother-in-law and my dad for his 61st anniversary. THGGM turned to me and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know we were dressing up." I whispered back, "I didn't dress up. I just haven't done laundry since Christmas." This pretty much sums up my life.
24. I take one prescription drug. Remember this. Today my dad had a doctor's appointment. I remembered to bring along his list of ten different medicines that THIS doctor prescribes for him. I remembered to bring along the fax number so those prescripts could be sent directly to the mail order pharmacy. I also remembered to have three prescripts called in to the local pharmacy as he was running low on those. Yesterday I called to refill my ONE prescription drug and forgot to pick it up.
25. Last night THGGM put baby booties on our cat. This makes the cat jump around all weird. This is what poor boring people do for fun. The rich and interesting have their travels and adventures, but we have Uncle Barb the dancing cat to brighten up an otherwise quiet Monday evening at home.
Really. If you took the time to read all 25 things about me, you should leave a comment or send me and email at judyh58@aol.com.
And now I shall get back to my happy little life...
15 comments:
I enjoyed every one of those, and numbers 4 & 5 also describe me.
While I do cry real tears, we do have a lot of other things in common.
Oh look at you rubbing it in that you still know your locker combination from 8th grade! In my dreams I can't remember my locker combination and I'm late for class because I have to go to the office and they always get mad at me because it's obviously a daily occurance. I don't know why I worry so much about highschool considering I graduated over 15 years ago (yes, 15 - only 15)
I loved your list. It had me laughing again.
Even though, I rarely comment, I read your blog a couple of times a week. Your stories and the way you present them always make me laugh.:-)
I'm still convinced that #11 would have worked and would have been Xtreme (do kids still say Xtreme? Probably not). Regarding #10, I'm glad that we were told on.
Boring? Never. Extremely hilarious? Absolutely!
Laughing and nodding. I enjoy you. We never did booties on the kitty, but we had a cat that chased crumpled up taco papers from Taco Bell. I did actually remember my script today.
I'm laughing about the cat in the baby booties. That's why I love reading your blog. Love your stories. And the one about your dad and the jump rope. I do cry tears and they are in my eyes over that one. What a cool dad.
I started reading your blog because I think your post labels are hilarious.
Now you're like the addiction I can't stop. I get all happy when I see you've got another post up!
hi,I love your blog !!you see life the way we should all see it!!!
Your telling of the kid's misadventures, reminded me of a next door neighbor, when I was a kid. Paul was four or five and somehow got on the garage roof, and was playing "Superman". He was going to jump, and "fly", when his mother saw him and said, "You have to have a parachute to jump off of high places". He looked at his feet and said, "I'm wearing a pair of shoes".
Gotta love adventurous kids.
My own decided to slide down the perfectly vertical laundry chute in our two story house, when she was about ten!
Love your blog! You are not boring!
I share several of those traits with you. But most of all I wish I had some booties to put on the cats.
Booties on the cat - classic! When it snows a lot, we toss our pets out in it, and watch them "swim" back inside. Some of my family think that's cruel. We think it's funny!
If you think about it, maybe our pets do rotten little things, like chew up shoes, just to get a reaction out of us. And then they giggle under their breath when we discover the destruction...
Oh, Judy...the more I get to know about you the more convinced I am we need to meet in Fargo for that cup of coffee and a good long chat. It's almost scary how many of those I could've written about myself! I once had a friend who used to give her cat regular tabs of LSD when we were teenagers. You want to talk about one weird cat!! Poor little thing...
Judy you are so funny. I love the last 2 especially. Somehow, I can just see your hubby doing that trick with the booties.
We are so alike in so many ways.
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