My friend Jen did a post about all of her idiosyncrasies.
It was so much fun to read.
Nice to know we all have quirks :0)
In college I met the sister I always wanted.
She was taller than me :0)
I really like that about her because I always felt so tall and awkward.
Anyways, I'm off topic,
We both have brown hair and are tall.
People used to ask when we were younger
if we were sisters.
One time we went out to dinner
and the girl who was in the middle of carding us
looking at our different last names
and different birth dates
asked if we were twins.
Monica always got hit on way more than me in college
I always felt a bit like chopped liver,
even though, most of the men were no one you'd want to give your number t0
one night such an occurrence was happening
I was sitting at the table drumming my fingers
wanting our unwanted company to leave.
Feeling dejected and a bit like the ugly duckling
I asked why she thought all the fine fellows only spoke to her.
She rolled her eyes and said, Did you see his gold teeth?
One more Monica story
We lived in an apartment together after college
the apartment had a foul smell one evening.
I could not stand it. So I got out my best smelling
bath and body spray
Monica came out and asked what I was doing
I told her and she said
Sarah that smell is gas
guess we had a small gas leak.
When I say things or do things
like the above gem
My husband says
Aw honey, your so pretty.
I know I've made some sort of blunder
I have zero sense of direction
I lived in the same town for at least 20 years
and could still get lost.
One time in college I went out for drinks
There was this place specialized in long island ice teas.
They tasted like jolly ranchers
I had 2
and could not find my way home.
Luckily I was being driven home and he helped me figure it out.
Before starting my blog I found religion, at least the western kind
an excuse to label others
it felt mean spirited.
While attending church
during high school
I told a very good friend that he was a sinner.
Its embarrassing
I've apologized profusely.
who am I to judge.
At this point I turned my back on religion
not on god, but church and such.
Then I started reading blogs
and people were doing these amazing things
driven by their faith.
It makes my heart happy that I was wrong.
Or at least looking in the wrong place.
Thank you to all these amazing woman
who walk the walk and talk the talk
you amaze and inspire me.
When I am relaxing I put my left hand up and
place it on my chin
a nice place to rest my weary head
I can't hold my husbands hand cause I would have to remove my hand from my face.
I have 2 dogs
both of them are here because I fought tooth and nail to get them here.
If left to me they would never be fed and poop would fill our yard
Thank you to that guy I married
He's a catch
I also fought tooth and nail to bring a little princess home
but I do remember to feed her :0)
almost always.
The other day my mom told me Lily was not feeling well
She seemed just fine to me.
The next morning I was standing in the kitchen
and all of a sudden said shit!!!
I know why Lily wasn't feeling well
I forgot to feed her breakfast.
Mom of the year award
I'm sure it's coming my way.
I've learned in the last few years that home
is where your family is
I don't live in a fancy house
or a fancy neighborhood
but I have 2 of the best people I know
I'd take them any day over fancy.
The day before our orientation for the adoption agency we used
I went to a nearby nail salon and got my eyebrows waxed.
The next day I woke up with a horrid eye infection.
One of my eyes was REALLY puffy itchy and scaly
I looked a bit like I'd been beat up.
Whats a girl to do I wasn't gonna miss that meeting.
I got curious looks and an eyebrow raised
what happened?
from the coordinator.
I'm sure eyebrow wax catastrophe wasn't what she guessed.
I am once again an avid reader thanks to a kindle app on my phone
I stopped reading the first years Lily was home
I love love my teeny tiny kindle.
I am blind as a bat.
It took me years to admit I couldn't see.
When I was first married Peter convinced me to go see the eye doctor.
The eye doctor is a nice man who has a thick accent.
He laughed at me for a good minute cause I thought I could see.
For at least a year or 2 after that when I would go to see him
he would giggle like a school girl and say
ha ha ha you the girl who thinks she can see ha ha ha.
Not at all embarrassing.
Just for your information I KNOW I make so many errors in this blog.
I swear I spellcheck and read and reread.
Then I'll go back through and there will still be so many errors.
You win some you loose some.