Sunday, April 6, 2008

D and E

Don't think I can come up with something Everyday. I am going to keep trying but my mind just goes blank and I never did well in creative writing. so bear with me and I may actually get to Z.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

wow... this is really stretching it for a post mom... i admire your creativity on something as weak as this tho... must be where i got my talent for homework from :P


luv ya... we should do something this week... call us

Margaret said...

OK. This was creative, even if you don't think so. It may be short, but it is creative. ROFL

Christine said...

I think you are allowed to back post. You can still catch up. Hahahaha! You don't see me signing up for this for a reason. Hehehe!

Becky said...

Here... I'll help you catch up and then maybe you won't feel so overwhelmed...

F: Frosted Flakes. I love them. They are soooo good. The only problem is that they tend to get soggy really quickly, so I have to scarf them down super fast if I want to have some. Either that or pour a whole bunch of really small bowls. Cause once they're soggy, there is only one place for them... Down the sink.

G: Goober. It's what I call Sam at least 20 times a day.

H: How long should you cook an over-easy egg on the first side before you flip it? I suck at eggs over-easy, and I really think it has to do with not waiting long enough to flip them.

I: Ichiban. Ichiban noodles are Ben and Sam's favorite food. We call them "Funny Noodle Soup", which is what our family always called them when we were kids. For some reason, as a child it always seemed to take at least half an hour for them to cook, which can't be right because they only take about five minutes. Ben always complains that it takes so long, so I'm thinking it has something to do with the way adults and children experience time. Someone should do research and see if there's a difference. Sort of like dog years.

J: Jello. I hate it.

K: Karate. I have nothing to say about Karate, but once I took Judo. It lasted only a few weeks. The instructor started talking about a meet and I was sure I'd have to fight someone (I wouldn't have, I'd only been doing it for a few weeks) I quit and I didn't tell Mom and Dad the real reason why for years and years. Sigh. If only... Maybe I would have turned out to be a famous Judo chopping person or something. Hey... Speaking of Judo chopping... Do you remember that Flinstones episode where Fred and Barney Judo chop everyone? "A Judo chop chop! A judo chop chop!"

L: Liver. I hate it.

M: Me me! Sam says that a lot. Not in the way you think though. He means maybe, so when you ask him something like, "Do you want to go play downstairs?" he'll say "I nuh know! Me me!"

N: NOWN. Something from a book I just finished. It was fab. Don't you hate when good books are over? Don't you wish you could just keep reading about the same person forever. Once I am in love with characters I'd read about them doing things like going to the grocery store with their kids and buying a new car long after the climax of the book has been resolved. I just hate saying goodbye.

O: Oh, would you look at the time! As in, that hardly took any time at all! See, the problem with lots of us bloggers is this idea that if we are going to post it has to be something meaningful, creative, or interesting... When in reality most of us will read just about anything so we might as well all post a whole load of trivial blather and make my mom and me happy. We like reading what you have to say. And now that you are all caught up there's less pressure.

(You're at P.) (You too Cindi.)

Sue said...

Wow Becky! thanks. Sorry I haven't checked this sooner. I just seeem to get too busy, I forget and I just draw a complete blank when I sit down to write something
I skipped to "R"

Becky said...

Good plan.