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* I do not follow my blog stats. At all. If I want to feel bad all I have to do is try and zip up the jeans I wore last year. I don't need to add to that by discovering that actually only 4 people read this blog. Right now I can totally fantasize that it's read by one thousand people every day, they are all just really bad at commenting.
* I am a closet charismatic. Before all you reformed types start hyperventilating, let me clarify. I am a big fan of enthusiastic music at church. I like to raise my hands, sip off my shoes and jump a little. Unfortunately I attend a rather staid church where one can raise their hands, but all the rest of us know where the hand-raisers sit and we keep an eye on them. So, I stay firmly in the closet, except for once a year when I sneak off to a local Pentecostal church so I can blend right in. However, I do make careful note of all the exits, so if someone starts talking in tongues or the ministry of prophesy starts I can be out of there faster than one can say cessationist. (I am also a big fan of interpretive dance, but let's not tell anyone. They may not understand.)
* I don't listen to popular music. At all. Which is sorta evidenced by the fact that I referred to it as popular music. I don't know U2 from the Black Eyed Peas.
This is not out of any sort of moral conviction, it's because of the hearing impairment. I cannot make out the lyrics of most music, so for all I know I could be listening to a musical rendition of great-aunt Ethel's recipe for deep fried squirrel.
* At fast food restaurants my kids choose the fruit option over fries in their kids meal pretty much every single time. Instead of making me proud, I am a little concerned that I am raising a couple of weirdos. What kind of a freak chooses apple slices over McDonald's fries? I know for certain they did not get this whole nutrition bent from me.
* The older I get, the less I like ice-cream.
* I only iron about twice a year. I grab clothes from the dryer when they are hot and get them on a hanger immediately. I buy wrinkle resistant clothes and if it needs ironing, the chances are good I may never wear it again.
* I've never made a pie-crust.
So, what about you? Got anything to get off of your chest?
* At fast food restaurants my kids choose the fruit option over fries in their kids meal pretty much every single time. Instead of making me proud, I am a little concerned that I am raising a couple of weirdos. What kind of a freak chooses apple slices over McDonald's fries? I know for certain they did not get this whole nutrition bent from me.
* The older I get, the less I like ice-cream.
* I only iron about twice a year. I grab clothes from the dryer when they are hot and get them on a hanger immediately. I buy wrinkle resistant clothes and if it needs ironing, the chances are good I may never wear it again.
* I've never made a pie-crust.
So, what about you? Got anything to get off of your chest?
10 comments:
I'm with you on the ice cream thing-but gelato.... mmmmmm, those yummy fruit flavors aren't ruined by the other ice cream issues.
My confession: I ironed my jeans this morning... not because I am OCD but because they were still damp from being washed last night and hung to dry. A definite improvement but I still feel like I have bladder control issues!
What is this iron thing you speak of?
I hate pie. Especially fruit pie. To me, pie is a waste of good fruit.
I never iron either. My kids were over at my mom's and were all "What's that Grandma?" It was an iron and ironing board.
When mom was here she asked me where I keep the iron and ironing board. You know it's a sad day when I had to go ask Dave where we keep it!
And why make pie crust when the nice people at Tenderflake do all the hard work for you?
Ditto on the ice cream! I thought I was the only one. I used to love ice cream as a child and I have slowly come to loathe it. I just don't feel good after I eat it. Nothing serious, nothing even specific, just blah. Maybe I'm becoming lactose intolerant in my old age. :-D
Ice Cream is good but you have to get the good stuff, none of this stuff in plastic tubs, that's not ice cream, but chemicals on ice.
Oh yeah, SO not into the whole icecream thing. I mean -- don't get me wrong -- I'll eat it if it's the only sweet thing in the house, but that's only after I've ransacked the entire joint to determine that there is not one single piece of hidden chocolate.
I have never baked bread. Ever.
My kids also choose the fruit. Well, most of them do. Homeschooled freaks.
Iron? What's an iron?
My mom took my kids to McD's and got them fries with their happy meals because it was a treat. And what kind of weird child (or adult) would chose fruit over fries.
My weird children. They hated fries (DS still does, DD will now chose the fries usually).
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