Quite a while ago Nora tagged me for a meme, a list of 10 honest things about myself.
1. I’ve spent way too much time dithering over whether these honest things should be confessional or quirky. I went with a combo platter.
2. Today is the 11th day in a row of one child or the other being home from school. I have never been one of those mothers who lamented the absence of her children. From the time Jo was three months old and she started day care, I have never been one to count the hours until I could see her again. Instead, I’m the one who looks at the clock at the end of the workday and panics because she’s late to pick up her kids.
3. And yes, I am always just a few minutes late. Because I try to squeeze in one last thing before I go.
4. Despite that, I am also lazy. Just watch, I’ll prove it by the end of this post.
5. Even when I’ve only been on child duty for one day, or one hour, the sound of someone calling “MOM!” makes me wince. It’s never “MOM! Thanks for doing such a great job!” or “MOM! I just cured cancer!” or “MOM! I made dinner!” Have you noticed that? It’s always “MOM! Drop whatever you’re doing and bring me something/clean up something/pay attention to meeeee.”
6. In the past week, I’ve had three different bloggers appear in my dreams, plus I had a nightmare that some kind of fangirl psychopath invaded my home by claiming to be a reader.
7. I am sort of pathetically obsessed with baby names (since I am not in the process of naming a baby of my own). Recently over at Swistle: Baby Names, a parent actually used my suggestion. For her real live actual baby!
8. Yet I’ve never been the type to bestow names on my cars. It’s so boring that we refer to ours as “the black car” and “the silver car.”
9. (Here’s the confessional one.) Two of my neighbors/women I barely know are pregnant and whenever I see them, I have a visceral reaction of jealousy, pique, and all-out hatred. Not a good feeling. It’s pretty much just those two women. Somehow I’ve decided that they have enough babies (2 and 3, respectively) and don’t need any more. When I found out one of them was actually having twins I almost wanted to hit her in the parking lot of the grocery store with my black car. Scary.
10. (The other confessional one) I kind of have a crush on Jerry Trainor.
OK, it’s NaBloPoMo! Who wants a meme? Presto–you’re tagged.
I told you I was lazy.
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AAAAHAHAHAhahahahahaheeeeee, SPENCER??! Although he must have “something” cause he hits it off with the ladies pretty well on iCarly.
I can’t tag anymore. I just can’t. You’re not lazy. You’re sane.
(Should I know who Jerry Trainor is?)
You’re lying. The blogger is making up having had a child. She’s really a psychopath fan coming to get you.
I love Rosalena!
I might need to go back to writing fiction so I can name things a lot.
While
ignoring my childmultitasking while reading blogs, I heard Ada yell “MOM!” just as I got to #5#5 – word. My confession is that I have yelled, more than once: “Don’t. Ask. Me. For. One. More. God. Damned. Thing!”
#9 – I’m sorry. I’d gladly serve as a character witness.
I really think you should move to Minnesota. There are a couple of houses for sale on my street. You could move there.
#9? I’ve been there too. It stinks.
#2 – this is totally me. Fortunately, I am not the only mom who is chronically late to retrieve children from after-care.
#10 – I think Spencer is hysterically funny and I have a semi-crush on him as well. I looked him up on Wikipedia a few months ago.
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