So here it is, the last day of March. I've managed to post each and every day (with a slightly drunken bonus post thrown in for good measure!). The pressure of wrapping up the month has gotten to me, though. I'm drawing a blank here. What to do?
Ha! Easy. Steal someone else's ideas, of course! Megan over at All I Need Is Everything had a good meme on the go...so, I sort of helped myself. Hope she doesn't mind...
Hi, my name is:
In all the faerie stories I've ever heard, to know someone's true name is to have power over him or her. I concur, thus the anonymity. However, if I've wandered by your blog and into your comment section, chances are good that I may have given you a little tiny piece of me and signed my real name. A calculated risk...
Never in my life have I been:
Out of this time zone.
The one person who can drive me nuts is:
Kind of sucked ass, actually. I am most definitely not the kind of gal who waxes nostalgic on those days. Mostly, I'm just glad to have lived through them, learned from them, and moved beyond them.
When I’m nervous:
I blush. I stutter. I make stupid jokes. Really stupid jokes. Awkward, that's me.
The last song I listened to was:
Save It For Later by The English Beat.
If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor:
Ummm...huh. Yeah. Been there, done that. 'Nuf said.
My hair is:
Exactly the same, always. It's kind of a joke, actually.
When I was 5:
I was a lot shorter than I am now.
I gave you my heart. But the very next day, you gave it away...(Ha. Sorry. Couldn't resist...)
I should be..:
At work. But Nathan is a little under the weather today, so I called us in sick.
When I look down I see:
That my floor needs sweeping. I am not much of a housekeeper. Sue me.
The happiest recent event was:
Driving through the sunshine with my windows rolled down and the stereo turned up. Ahhhh! I love springtime.
If I were a character on ‘Friends’ I’d be:
The sofa in the coffee shop. I started to write an explanation, but...nah. I'll let you put your own spin on that one.
By this time next year:
I'll have registered my youngest child for kindergarten. Yikes!
My current gripe is:
My job. But since I've got the day off, I'd rather not think about it. So we'll leave it at that.
I have a hard time understanding:
why people like Nickleback. Seriously, that group blows.
There’s this girl I know that:
...is a forty year old virgin. Swear to god. I've kind of made it my life's mission to rectify the situation. No, you dirty-minded souls. Not like that. I'm just always on the lookout for a sensitive and single man, on her behalf. So if you know anyone...
If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be:
Take my advice:
Dream each day like you will live forever. But live each day like it's your last.
The thing I want to buy:
A new camera. But I'm holding off for now, because if I get the new camera and my photos still suck, I'll have to admit that it's actually me and not the equipment that's to blame.
If you visited the place I was born:
You'd be bored to tears. And then you'd leave.
I plan to visit:
but I never do.
If you spent the night at my house:
I'd make you pancakes for breakfast.
I’d stop my wedding if:
Ten years gone, I think it's a little late for that, don't you?
The world could do without:
I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than:
Stand up in front of a crowd and give a speech.
Most recent thing I’ve bought myself:
A coffee from Tim Hortons.
Most recent thing someone else bought me:
A coffee from Tim Hortons. Hmmm. I sense a theme.
My favorite blonde is:
My son, Nathan.
My favorite brunette is:
My son, Will.
My favorite red head is:
Ronald McDonald. That dude cracks me up. Plus, the fries are awesome.
My middle name is:
Hmmm...see the first point, above. Can't give you too much power now, can I? (And as for you, Miss K: Take it to the grave, I beg you!)
In the morning I:
The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are:
Frogs. Why? I don't know. Why not?
Once, at a bar:
I was kicked out, and banned for life. Sometimes, alcohol is not your friend.
Last night I was:
Mad at myself because I forgot to record Lost.
There’s this guy I know who:
Collects Lego. He's thirty-five. Am I the only one who finds this weird?
If I was an animal I’d be:
A cat. Looks good from my perspective: sleeping all day in a sunbeam, ignoring those around you at your whim, and legal stimulants (catnip!)...what's not to love about that?
A better name for me would be:
Hmmm. Why don't you tell me? That could be fun and educational!
Tomorrow I am:
Likely to be fooled, at least once. I am way too gullible. April Fools Day was made for people like me.
Tonight I am:
making pasta for dinner. Mmmmm....pasta.
My birthday is:
no longer the magical day I keep expecting it to be. Strange how that feeling disappears somewhere along the way, isn't it?
***So there you have it. March: I kicked your ass. Thirty-one days, and I posted each and every one of them.