Link-a-licious...With Due Respect
Life is Funny. With a capital F.
I fear that if my DSL connection ever gets yanked I might have to go to rehab.
I got to thinking, when I grow up I want to be her or her, and if she can build her retirement home in his nostrils than I want to build mine in hers. And then if I get fired I hope to have her attitude and that her mom will let me sell Avon products to the world. And until I do grow up, I am so stalking her, the real reason I was tempted to throw my hat in this silly blogging circus. (Book tour! This summer! Chicago!)
What or who (whom? grammer police, a little help here) did you want to be when you grew up? (Hello...is this thing on? Where y'all been?)
So, spring is teasing us a little here in MO. You know what that means! Time to get back on the bike! Which I did on Saturday. Kept the rubber side down. Made an interesting observation that the wind CAN indeed blow from all directions at once creating a significant headwind no matter which direction the handlebars are pointing. But boy did that wind and ride do wonders for clearing out the cobwebs of a very long winter.
(Edited from original post 3/23/07)
I fear that if my DSL connection ever gets yanked I might have to go to rehab.
I got to thinking, when I grow up I want to be her or her, and if she can build her retirement home in his nostrils than I want to build mine in hers. And then if I get fired I hope to have her attitude and that her mom will let me sell Avon products to the world. And until I do grow up, I am so stalking her, the real reason I was tempted to throw my hat in this silly blogging circus. (Book tour! This summer! Chicago!)
What or who (whom? grammer police, a little help here) did you want to be when you grew up? (Hello...is this thing on? Where y'all been?)
So, spring is teasing us a little here in MO. You know what that means! Time to get back on the bike! Which I did on Saturday. Kept the rubber side down. Made an interesting observation that the wind CAN indeed blow from all directions at once creating a significant headwind no matter which direction the handlebars are pointing. But boy did that wind and ride do wonders for clearing out the cobwebs of a very long winter.
(Edited from original post 3/23/07)
Labels: bike love, blogstalking, stalking at large, the letter F
posted by mimikatemom at
12:54 PM
6 Comments:
There's so much I want to say in response. It will be on my blog soon.
For now... 2 points:
1. Erin, you're cool.
2. I went for a walk OUTSIDE today! I would have biked, but logistically it would've been hard today (maybe tomorrow). But it sure is nice to breathe real air again, id'n it?
Thanks for the update, Lady E!
I've been here, clicking on your blog every day waiting for a new post from you (and Greg, and Brad, and ggg - c'mon people!).
Know what came to mind when I read this post? Just write... just write... just write.
You seemed to have opened it all up a little more today. Good for you!
By the way, I totally love OTJ! Thanks for turning me on to her. I want to be blogstalked someday, just like her!
Climb on up and in!
I'm addicted! Keep em comming!
Hmmmm... wonder what Capital F REALLY means?
Erin is indeed a cool chick.
And she posed a question. What did I want to be when I grew up? I may never know. I've never fully grown up. And dammit, I never will!
I've often said that I'm an adult only when I have to be. And quite honestly, it's not all that often. I'm a responsible adult. I pay my bills. I hold a job. I raise my kids. I have a wonderful wife. But when I don't have to play that adult role, I'm still a kid.
That's more fun.
If someone offers you a gift, and you decline to accept it, the other person still owns that gift. The same is true of insults and verbal attacks. -Steve Pavlima "The Art of How To Win An Argument"
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