Okay. So Lisa tagged me. Much to my delight. Or not, but I like her and therefore will totally do this.
Five things y'all don't know about me.
1. I didn't learn to dive until I was in high school.
2. I have a huge aversion to hair as soon as it leaves its head. The floor at the hairdressers makes me just about gag.
3. When I was a young lass I wanted to marry a mafioso guy.
4. When I put my son's clothes in his closet I sort them by color. That is, IF they leave the basket.
5. I equate my marriage to one of those giant stone ocean jetties. Totally rocky and strangely solid.
Howzat?
And last week's luau? For the boy? So anticlimatic. He stayed in the gym and played dodgeball...for two hours. He was completely oblivious to the girls milling around and all he could talk about was that out of the 75 or so kids playing he was the second to the last one standing and his entire team was chanting his name at the top of his lungs. Who needs girls?
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3 comments:
oooh, love the results of the luau!! That is so BOY!! (The girls probably all went home upset because all the boys did was play dodgeball!!)
Love the Meme!!
I still can't dive. My sister tries to teach me every summer at the lake and well, we just end up laughing. She, however, dives like a perfect swan. Are there perfect swans?
Oh, am I rambling again??
KEWL about the luao (I can't spell?) and YES that is SO BOY. Why is it we pay so much attention to them and they just IGNORE US??
#2 - How interesting. Usually hair only bothers me when it's in food (yuck!!) or on some women's mouths' (like mustaches)
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