I don't want to go on and on about it because, well, that kind of inflated pride can surely lead to nothing good.
But I cannot tell a lie. I was delighted when I found this ABC meme. It's fun! It's easy! It's like going to a party and playing one of those get to know you games without the agony of having to decide how to dress for the party.
And what could make a party better than 1) not having to choose an outfit and 2) not actually having to leave your house?
Nothing. That's what.
(What's a meme you say? It's just something that spreads quickly via the internet.)
There are many versions of this one out there, but I came across this one yesterday.
Here goes:
A. Artistic talent. Hmm. Uh. Well. Darn Let's come back to this one.
B. Bed size. A queen. I've always thought that a King was just disproportionately and awkwardly large. Granted a queen does kind of require The Chief to scrunch up his legs. But I fit just fine, thank you.
C. Chore that you hate. No question. Taking the clothes out of the dryer. Shamefully, I've been known to leave them there for days and then restart the dryer umpteen times to get the wrinkles out again. I know. Martha Stewart would never do that. But then again, I'm doubting that Martha ever actually goes near a laundry room.
D. Degrees. Uh, do you mean temperature? Just kidding. I have a Bachelor's and a Master's degree from Texas A&M University. Whoop!
E. Essential start to waking for the day. Washing my face, Vaseline on my lips and eyelashes and a TAB. I know, sad but true. Wait. Not vaseline on my TAB. Just TAB. Oh. And it seems to help if I actually get out of the bed.
F. Favorite color. Hmm. What day is it again? I'll have to go with a teal-ish-ly green-y blue-esque shade of green-blue. I'm quite particular. Or maybe coral. But God as my Witness, never purple.
G. Gold or silver. Gah. I am so not a jewelry person. Before I ever get with the trends and jump on the latest gold bandwagon like everyone else, it will all be over and I'll look like an accessory slacker yet again..
H. Height. 5'5". But since we're not really at this little party, I'll stretch it and say I'm a willowy 5'10". Who's to know.
I. Instruments you play. Gee, I'm boring. I took piano lessons for a year or two when I was about 8 then we moved and that was that. One of the big regrets of my life.
J. Job title. Currently, I'm without title. Title-less. But, let's see, over the years I've been Teacher, Drill Team Director, Driver's Ed. Instructor (no, seriously), Director of Admissions, and District Science Coach and Instructional/Curriculum Specialist.
K. Kids. Love my two boys.
I've always liked this quote:
There is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart.
-Washington Irving, writer
L. Live. I'm a proud Texan. Born and raised. I only left once for three years when The Chief got his first job in Morgan City, Louisiana.
M. Middle name. Luann
N. Nicknames. Lu, Lulabelle, LuLu, and my Daddy called me Partner or Pal-sy (you know, like his pal!)
O. Overnight hospital stays. Well, two for the boys then a couple of others. But let's not get into my medical history.
P. Pet peeves. Oh my. They change all the time. Right now it's probably people who talk on their phone the entire time they are shopping in the grocery store. Argh. Hate it. Or maybe people who talk on their phone the entire time they are going for a walk.
Q. Favorite Quotes from Movies. Well this could not be more embarrassing. I'm not a movie person. At all. Someone help me.
R. Right or left handed. I'm a right-y.
S. Siblings. One older sister.
T. Time it takes you to get ready. I'm quick. Really quick. I can wash and dry my hair, get dressed, and put on my makeup in less than 25 minutes. Of course, this has absolutely no bearing at all on whether I'm late or not as I will wait until EXACTLY 25 minutes until I have to be some where to begin getting ready. It's just how I roll. One day I probably need to write a post on How The Chief Feels About That.
U. Ultimate vacation. Oh gosh, I'm not sure but there would be mountains and cool air and water in a river. And The Chief would be hypnotized or something and not care how much money we spend.
V. Vegetable you hate. That's hard. I like almost everything. I'll say beets. I'm not much on beets.
W. What makes you late. (Does this seem odd to you for W?) Anyway, see T above.
X. X-rays you've had. You don't get to be my age without having a few X-rays. Too numerous (and boring) to list.
Y. Yummy food that you make. Goodness. I would have to say that I am most proud of my Fresh Apple Cake, my Potato Salad That People Like, my Banana Roll Cake and I'm getting pretty good at ribs. I'll throw you down.
Z. Zoo animal you like. I can't pick one. Please do not force this on me. I love the zoo! You know me, I even love the snakes! And the porcupines! Oh and the elephants! The bears are great. Oh and the sloths! I love the sloths.
Now.
You pick a letter and let us know something about you! (In the comments. On FB. Whatev!)
Remember it's like we're at a party.
But still wearing our stretchy pants!
Have a great Tuesday.
Lu
But I cannot tell a lie. I was delighted when I found this ABC meme. It's fun! It's easy! It's like going to a party and playing one of those get to know you games without the agony of having to decide how to dress for the party.
And what could make a party better than 1) not having to choose an outfit and 2) not actually having to leave your house?
Nothing. That's what.
(What's a meme you say? It's just something that spreads quickly via the internet.)
There are many versions of this one out there, but I came across this one yesterday.
Here goes:
A. Artistic talent. Hmm. Uh. Well. Darn Let's come back to this one.
B. Bed size. A queen. I've always thought that a King was just disproportionately and awkwardly large. Granted a queen does kind of require The Chief to scrunch up his legs. But I fit just fine, thank you.
C. Chore that you hate. No question. Taking the clothes out of the dryer. Shamefully, I've been known to leave them there for days and then restart the dryer umpteen times to get the wrinkles out again. I know. Martha Stewart would never do that. But then again, I'm doubting that Martha ever actually goes near a laundry room.
D. Degrees. Uh, do you mean temperature? Just kidding. I have a Bachelor's and a Master's degree from Texas A&M University. Whoop!
E. Essential start to waking for the day. Washing my face, Vaseline on my lips and eyelashes and a TAB. I know, sad but true. Wait. Not vaseline on my TAB. Just TAB. Oh. And it seems to help if I actually get out of the bed.
F. Favorite color. Hmm. What day is it again? I'll have to go with a teal-ish-ly green-y blue-esque shade of green-blue. I'm quite particular. Or maybe coral. But God as my Witness, never purple.
G. Gold or silver. Gah. I am so not a jewelry person. Before I ever get with the trends and jump on the latest gold bandwagon like everyone else, it will all be over and I'll look like an accessory slacker yet again..
H. Height. 5'5". But since we're not really at this little party, I'll stretch it and say I'm a willowy 5'10". Who's to know.
I. Instruments you play. Gee, I'm boring. I took piano lessons for a year or two when I was about 8 then we moved and that was that. One of the big regrets of my life.
J. Job title. Currently, I'm without title. Title-less. But, let's see, over the years I've been Teacher, Drill Team Director, Driver's Ed. Instructor (no, seriously), Director of Admissions, and District Science Coach and Instructional/Curriculum Specialist.
K. Kids. Love my two boys.
I've always liked this quote:
There is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart.
-Washington Irving, writer
L. Live. I'm a proud Texan. Born and raised. I only left once for three years when The Chief got his first job in Morgan City, Louisiana.
M. Middle name. Luann
N. Nicknames. Lu, Lulabelle, LuLu, and my Daddy called me Partner or Pal-sy (you know, like his pal!)
O. Overnight hospital stays. Well, two for the boys then a couple of others. But let's not get into my medical history.
P. Pet peeves. Oh my. They change all the time. Right now it's probably people who talk on their phone the entire time they are shopping in the grocery store. Argh. Hate it. Or maybe people who talk on their phone the entire time they are going for a walk.
Q. Favorite Quotes from Movies. Well this could not be more embarrassing. I'm not a movie person. At all. Someone help me.
R. Right or left handed. I'm a right-y.
S. Siblings. One older sister.
T. Time it takes you to get ready. I'm quick. Really quick. I can wash and dry my hair, get dressed, and put on my makeup in less than 25 minutes. Of course, this has absolutely no bearing at all on whether I'm late or not as I will wait until EXACTLY 25 minutes until I have to be some where to begin getting ready. It's just how I roll. One day I probably need to write a post on How The Chief Feels About That.
U. Ultimate vacation. Oh gosh, I'm not sure but there would be mountains and cool air and water in a river. And The Chief would be hypnotized or something and not care how much money we spend.
V. Vegetable you hate. That's hard. I like almost everything. I'll say beets. I'm not much on beets.
W. What makes you late. (Does this seem odd to you for W?) Anyway, see T above.
X. X-rays you've had. You don't get to be my age without having a few X-rays. Too numerous (and boring) to list.
Y. Yummy food that you make. Goodness. I would have to say that I am most proud of my Fresh Apple Cake, my Potato Salad That People Like, my Banana Roll Cake and I'm getting pretty good at ribs. I'll throw you down.
Z. Zoo animal you like. I can't pick one. Please do not force this on me. I love the zoo! You know me, I even love the snakes! And the porcupines! Oh and the elephants! The bears are great. Oh and the sloths! I love the sloths.
Now.
You pick a letter and let us know something about you! (In the comments. On FB. Whatev!)
Remember it's like we're at a party.
But still wearing our stretchy pants!
Have a great Tuesday.
Lu
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