eight things i talk about wayyy too much. i mean, i even annoy myself. not that this is a difficult thing to do.
1. Juice (how much I love it, how it can change your life, what kind I bought today, do you want some?)
2. My gray hairs (how many there are, how horrifying they appear to me, how I can no longer date 22 year-olds as a result)
3. Windows XP (how much I loathe it, how often it crashes)
4. Blogging (how funny my commenters are, what I’m going to write about next, who I wish I could write like…)
5. Insomnia (how fun sleep would be if I only knew how, what I got done instead of sleeping)
6. My total physical disrepair (how it appears my ear is falling off, what is that rash on my leg, is one eye larger than the other?)
7. Things I should be saving for (everything I don’t have, what do you mean, stop buying coffee?)
8. The weather (why is it raining? why is it only sunny on weekdays? what is it like in san diego right now?)
What do you talk about so often that you drive everyone nuts?
September 12th, 2007 at 12:20 pm
Right now in San Diego, it’s 79/26, sunny, no clouds (that I can see, anyway), but a nice frosted white horizon that fades into dark blue right overhead.
Well, you asked.
September 12th, 2007 at 12:22 pm
Insert lame WindozeXP defence here!
September 12th, 2007 at 12:56 pm
I spend way too much time talking about bunnies, royal blue, hot tea, and Battlestar Galactica. Not necessarily in that order. Also my brand new baby niece. Niece! Niece! Niece! Wanna see pictures? Of course you do!
Love your blog! I wrote up a whole love-it list on Friday in your honor. Whee!
September 12th, 2007 at 12:57 pm
Diet Coke. Wiping bums (other than my own). My in laws ;)
And congrats on being famous in yet another arena, you!
September 12th, 2007 at 2:09 pm
Ugh, my wedding. I used to hate people like me who talk all the time about the details of their upcoming nuptials. I get on my own nerves regularly when I catch myself chatting up the costs and benefits of fondant vs. buttercream icing. This is why I started a wedding blog, for God’s sake, so I wouldn’t bore the people who didn’t care about it.
Also, how cute my dog is. I mean really, it is blatantly obvious. It doesn’t need pointing out every five seconds, yet I feel compelled to do so.
September 12th, 2007 at 2:35 pm
Random totally inappropriate things. In general I talk to much, and to fast; but lately people have been telling me that things that come out of my mouth are a little extra ridiculous.
Most recently something about the Holocaust and strawberry popsicles.
WHAT THE HECK IS THAT????
I’m not even sure why that would come out of my mouth.
September 12th, 2007 at 6:56 pm
My ex-husband.
My need to eventually get off my kiester and exercise.
Missing work.
How lucky some one else is to get to go to work on a daily basis and talk to ADULTS! (4 months to go!)
Boring parenting issues that get trotted out frequently like bad vacation slides.
I guess it’s time to check out some of the other commentator’s vices.
September 12th, 2007 at 6:59 pm
Money, griping about poor allocation thereof to my husband. Dog’s recent grooming, and why did the groomer shave his testicles? THERE WAS NO NEED, and now he’s trotting around the house with a cold, embarassed, sulky attitude.
Exciting factoid, Meg: I am much more flexible on my right side than on my left, like crazily so. Depending on the side we are doing yoga poses on, I am a graceful yogini or stiff-limbed newbie.
September 12th, 2007 at 11:52 pm
Who do you wish you could write like?
I talk about Florida a lot. And the weather. And the way my fingernails and hair grow faster in no humidity.
Real conversation starters.
September 13th, 2007 at 8:00 am
Well, it is kinda cloudy here today.
Did I mention my three adorable children yet? Ohmygosh, did I tell you about my three sons? I have three kids yunno. Three boys. They are so brilliant, oh, and adorable. Three children, boy, I really love them - they are so cool. Yessiree, three wild boys, wrecking my house. Drive me nuts, but, ya gotta love them.
Oh, I sometimes work too.