Eh. I've been kind of blah this week. A little down, a lot tired. This time change is playing hell with my sleep schedule. My life is too close to the margins anyway and losing an hour is just more than I can take. I usually try to go to bed between 9 - 9:30. I usually manage to go to bed by 10. This week, I haven't gotten to bed before 11. And I get up at 5:30am. Which feels like 4:30 since the time change. Today I was going to post about my ambivalence about having more kids, but I'm not sure I want to talk about that. Maybe tomorrow I will. Here are some questions for a meme that I found on a blog that is privacy blocked, so I won't link to it, but I will give credit. Feel free to ask questions in the comments.
Everyone has things they blog about.
Everyone has things they don't blog about.
Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on lima beans, favorite type of underwear, writing techniques, etc.
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Tell us a wild story from your youth, something you'll be embarrassed to tell your kids one day.
Shelly - oh my god, i think i hate you. okay, let me think about it.
TOTALLY second that one. No one I read EVER tells wild youth stories.
I can't tell wild youth stories, because my oldest has found my blog. But I'd love to hear one of yours. Plus, I really wasn't that wild. Compared to Tessie, anyway. (Kidding, Tessie. But I'm right, aren't I?)
jmc, you are such a damn liar. I mean, you know what cocaine tastes like. I have never seen cocaine in real life. And I can't even claim I can't tell stories because my kids read my blog. My kids can't even read. Damn. Okay, when I put the five fires that managed to rage while I was at freakin' lunch, I will tell a story from my youth. It's semi-wild.
How about your most embarrassing cringe-worthy moment ever?
Well, you asked!
Hot - because a wild, embarrassing story from my youth isn't enough?
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