Marg...

Arghhh.
I can't do it.
Those clackers are not clacking.


I'm so friggin old.



Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Friends who read between the lines of my blog and can tell I'm holding back.
2. Cream Soda
3. This guilt-free season of yard maintenance. It truly doesn't matter if you ignore your gardens for 3 months.

It's Friday again, isn't it?
Crumb, time sure flies...

Q1: Which is better: Opening presents or watching someone else open a gift from you?

Q2: What are you planning on doing for New Year's Eve?

Q3: If the necessary money and space were available to you, what one thing would you add to your bedroom?

Q4: If you could have had a role (staring or otherwise) in any one film already made, what movie and role would you pick?

A wave of fatigue just came over me and the first-thought-that-comes-to-mind answers to these questions are too silly to explore. For example - right now, the movie role I would choose is the lead in Grease - Olivia Newton John's character. "Better shape up, cuz I need a man who can keep me satisfied..." See what I mean. Answers like this will not help me in my quest to be taken seriously as a thinking, mature woman.

So, for this week, how about you sending me your answers? Either post them on your blogs, leave them in the comments section or e-mail me.



From the Message version of the Bible:
A Proverb in Chapter 11. (No verse notations in this type of Bible. Freaks me out.)
"Loose talk has a way of getting picked up and spread around.
Little birds drop the crumbs of your gossip far and wide."


G'nite,