My friend, Evelyn, can pull good blog posts out of her rear end. I'm sure of it. I don't know how she does it, but there it is. So here I am, copying her. But she said it would be ok, so don't judge.
A list of threes.
Three things I plan to do today (Today being Friday, even though I'm writing this on Thursday night):
1. Set up an organization system for my bills. There are lots. This will take a while.
2. Go to the Woodburn Tulip Festival with my mother-in-law.
3. Allow my husband to redeem himself from forgetting my birthday.
1. Set up an organization system for my bills. There are lots. This will take a while.
2. Go to the Woodburn Tulip Festival with my mother-in-law.
3. Allow my husband to redeem himself from forgetting my birthday.
Three things I am worried about:
1. Never finding my blogging mojo.
2. Utility bills. It's been about three years since I paid any since they've been lumped in with our rent at a flat rate. I have no idea what to expect.
3. Being this tired forever.
Three things I love...besides chocolate and my family:
1. Gummy peach rings.
2. Netflix.
3. The jogging suit my parents sent me for my birthday. It allows me to feel comfy all day without feeling like I'm wearing pajamas. Now to convince myself it needs to be washed...
Three blogs (among the many) that I love to visit (but not including Evelyn's cause linking to her twice would put me in the Major Kiss Butt category):
1. Crystal B.
2. The Zany Housewife
3. PVLundqvist
Three pictures:
Sidewalk Chalk Fish
Drew With His Great-Grandpa Last Summer
My Husband's Junior Year Of Football
Three things I picked up off the floor today:
1. Socks
2. A jelly bean
3. My lazy butt
Three things I like about myself:
1. Being tall.
1. Socks
2. A jelly bean
3. My lazy butt
Three things I like about myself:
1. Being tall.
2. That I can laugh in tough situations.
3. My farts really don't stink. I promise.
Three things I learned this last year:
1. That I like to eat snacks while I read in the bathtub. A bubble bath is nice. Reading while in the bath is super nice. Eating snacks while reading in the bath is taking things to a whole nutha' level.
2. That if I keep my fingernails painted, I won't bite them.
3. That you should not trust a person simply because they have the initials M.D. after their name.
Three things I love about New Town, Oregon:
1. Proximity to Andrew's office.
2. People pump my gas for me. I love not having to get out of the car.
3. Only 70 short miles to our favorite beach.
Three things I want my husband to know:
1. Andrew - you have an addiction to Craig's List.
Three things I learned this last year:
1. That I like to eat snacks while I read in the bathtub. A bubble bath is nice. Reading while in the bath is super nice. Eating snacks while reading in the bath is taking things to a whole nutha' level.
2. That if I keep my fingernails painted, I won't bite them.
3. That you should not trust a person simply because they have the initials M.D. after their name.
Three things I love about New Town, Oregon:
1. Proximity to Andrew's office.
2. People pump my gas for me. I love not having to get out of the car.
3. Only 70 short miles to our favorite beach.
Three things I want my husband to know:
1. Andrew - you have an addiction to Craig's List.
2. White socks don't really go with tan slacks and black shoes. But I love you anyway.
3. Your "Walking Farts" routine is phenomenal. I miss it since we moved out of your mom's house. Please resume with a new victim. (Just not me. It's not funny if it's me.)
Three things that make me to want to sit in a corner rocking back and forth:
1. My two year old's speech delay.
2. Writer's block.
3. The thought of having to make friends. For real. I'm a hermit.
Three things I miss:
1. The sun.
2. My parents.
3. Grass in the backyard. (Is this one of those phrases that has a sick double meaning? It seems like it could be. If it is, please take the statement in it's literal form.)
Three things that make me to want to sit in a corner rocking back and forth:
1. My two year old's speech delay.
2. Writer's block.
3. The thought of having to make friends. For real. I'm a hermit.
Three things I miss:
1. The sun.
2. My parents.
3. Grass in the backyard. (Is this one of those phrases that has a sick double meaning? It seems like it could be. If it is, please take the statement in it's literal form.)
Three confessions:
1. I'm terrified about my heart surgery next week.
2. My three year old knows the words to So What? by Pink.
3. I don't say half the things I want to say on this blog because I know my mother might read it. She still has that much influence over me. Good? I suppose it probably is.
Three movies I could watch again and again:
1. The Pursuit of Happyness
2. Rear Window
3. Much Ado About Nothing
Three final thoughts:
1. I made refried beans in my slow cooker today. If I survive the night sleeping next to my husband, it may just be a miracle.
2. I have to get a new driver's license next week. Smile for the picture, or no? What's the consensus?
3. Happy Weekend, Everyone!
Heart surgery? Let us know what's going on! I hope everything goes well.
ReplyDeleteAnother thing-this post has a lot of stuff about passing gas. Just an observation.
And for your silence picture, I think I vote for that stupid duck face that young girls always make for your driver's silence. That, or maybe a quizzical raised eyebrow.
Either way, post it, please.
You are adorable and I want to squeeze the shit out of you. You crack me up.
ReplyDeleteYou could write a blog post about each of these. I think you have plenty of blog mojo because you are genuine and funny. So much to comment about but Ill pick the heart surgery because that is a big damn deal. Wishing you a speedy recovery so your home doesn't implode without you! 5 boys on their own is enough to cause heart problems in and of itself.
ReplyDeleteHeart surgery. That's a really big deal.
ReplyDeleteMy kids know the tunes to Gaga songs. I failed. But at least they don't know who Myley Cyrus is. Whew!
How tall are you?
People pump the gas out there?? Do you have to tip them or is it just normal service?
And thanks for doing this! It means alot to me!
Oh, man, I really need to make an appointment with a cardiologist. We don't have a gene pool, we have a cesspool. Good luck next week.
ReplyDeleteYou think Pink is bad? My kids know all the words to that song, AND to Gwen Stefani's "Harajuku Girls." Ask me how happy Eric is about that one!
Matt just walked by while I was reading this and said he really misses you guys and wishes you still lived here. Me too!
Too many things about this were too funny to mention. I don't think you need to worry about finding your bloggy mojo. I don't think you ever lost it.
ReplyDeleteAnd I miss the sun terribly, too.
Eventhough I'm pretty sure my mom doesn't know I have a blog, I still watch my words. I'm convinced that she still doesn't know that I kinda sorta smoke. However, my father in law does read it and that creeps me out.
ReplyDeleteYou made beans. *sigh* You know...not only will I lend you my nerf bat to give your husband a proper whacking, but I'll also throw in the hazmat suit for noxious fumes.
ReplyDeleteI'll be thinking of you next week during your surgery. What day is it?
You know what's worse then Pink songs? Yo Gabba Gabba. I think they're on some serious drugs. They're far too happy and bouncy and bizarre.
And I say go for a smile in your driver's license. It sure beats sneezing...and then severe giggling...both of which I did the last time around. They were none too pleased with me.
TGIF!
Three things Andy needs to tatoo on himself come where private:
ReplyDeleteApril 15, 2000 wedding anniversary
April 24, 2001 Cameron
April 27, 1980 WIFE'S birthday (and don't dare forget!)
Can I tell you how happy it makes me that you are posting again. You just make me smile. I don't know why you ever thought you lost your mojo. You have more mo in the jo that anyone I know. Did you smile for the driver's license. I say yes to the smile. If I don't I look like a convict and I have to explain myself every time someone examines it at the check out counter.
ReplyDeleteBethany you kill me! I am thrilled that you survived my brothers gas and of course your heart surgery. :)
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