Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Three Things

I was tagged by 4andcounting for the Three Things Meme, and since my brain is dried up and rattling around my skull like a desiccated bean, I will take the Get Out of Writing a Post Free Card and tell you all about:

Three Things That Scare Me:
1. the death of or severe bodily injury to one of my little chicks
2. log trucks (they just don't look safe barreling down the highway!)
3. Land Shark

Three People Who Make Me Laugh:
1. Rob
2. The Kids
3. Sinbad (the comedian and the sailor)

Three Things I Love:
1. my parish and my kids' school
2. our new wireless internet hookup
3. taking the curves hell for leather in Rob's sporty new Honda Civic

Three Things I Hate:
1. dishonesty
2. rude and/or cruel people
3. head cheese

Three Things I Don't Understand:
1. quantum physics
2. ancient Greek
3. How my son, with fine motor and bilateral coordination delays, can use an electric screwdriver to open the top of a battery-powered train, but he cannot pee into the toilet without hitting the floor, his pants, the wall, or some combination thereof.

Three Things On My Desk:
1. the broken baby monitor. I keep it for aesthetics.
2. a stack of expired coupons (I keep them for the memories of the money I might have saved had I had my act together)
3. three tangled rosaries, thanks to Baby Girl

Three Things I am Doing Right Now (well, not right this second, but more of a general "right now")
1. reading other people's blogs and wishing I was cooler
2. having a cup of coffee instead of the Oreos I really want
3. reading Wild Swans and being very glad I am not growing up in post-WWII China

Three Things To Do Before I Die:
1. visit a foreign country
2. run another 5K
3. watch my children become adults

Three Things I Can Do:
1. sing
2. cook
3. throw a fun party

Three Things I Can't Do:
1. play an instrument
2. drive stick shift
3. open heart surgery

Three Things I Think You Should Listen To:
1. any talk by Fr. Larry Richards. He tells you how it is, and how it should be, without being mean or condescending - that's pretty hard to do, in my opinion.
2. your conscience
3. anything sung by Alison Krauss

Three Things You Should Never Listen To:
1. the noise that Styrofoam makes when you pull it out of a cardboard box
2. whining
3. "Candygram"

Three Things I Would Like To Learn:
1. to sew (more than just hemming/mending)
2. any kind of dance - waltz, tap, samba, whatever!
3. to play an instrument

Three Favorite Foods (Only 3? Do you know me?)
1. chocolate
2. coffee
3. ice cream

Three Shows I Watched As A Kid:
1. JEM (she was truly outrageous)
2. 321 Contact
3. Captain Noah (a Philadelphia-based show that was sort of like Mr. Rogers on the High Seas)

Three Things I Regret:
1. every grudge I've ever held
2. hurting my parents' feelings just for spite
3. putting mayonnaise in my friend Kim's bra during a high school sleep-over . . . and then freezing it (No one came away unscathed, but Kim's was the messiest)

I'm supposed to tag three people, but I'm going to open it up to whoever wants to do it - just let me know in the comments so I can stop by and read up on all your "things".


  1. oh...my...gosh. I had completely forgotten about the mayo in the bra incident. Wasn't that Kristin G's party? Or one of the ones at Kimmy's? TOO FUNNY!
    Ok, I'm going to go ahead and do this one now that I've actually started USING this account to...well...start BLOGGING! ;)

  2. Anonymous9:06 AM

    *ahem* the mayo in the bra incident happened at Lynn R's party (the one where she had to go out in the middle of the street and sing the OB tampon theme song at the top of her lungs)

    and your memory fails a bit my dear. i got the toothpaste between my toes. it was Kelly F. that got the mayo bra- and BOY WAS SHE PISSED!!!! it was drama to the highest degree

    PS- how weird was it for you, me, and Kelly to be sleeping over at Lynn R's house?!?!?!

  3. Gee, I really was/am a geek. I never got invited to the fun parties back then! The first party where anything on that level of fun happened that I was invited to was Lisa D's back in 5th grade.

    I'm thinking about running my first 5K this summer. Any tips, other than getting off my bum and doing some actual running?

  4. Yes, Lynn R's . . . but I thought that Amy A got the toothpaste between the toes because that was when we all found out that a couple of her toes were stuck together? I do clearly remember the OB song out in the cul-de-sac, though - oh, and Mrs R finding a frozen bra in the deep freezer when she went to make us blueberry pancakes the next morning :)

  5. haha - headcheese. my greatgrandfather actually used to make this stuff!! ack!

    ok, i did this one at my place.

    i want to learn to sew too. i've asked for a sewing machine for my birthday....

  6. don't worry, T, i don't think i was invited to that particular party, either ;) I do know that we did the mayo thing to SOMEONE at a sleepover at Kristin G's house, though....not sure WHO but I know we did it!

  7. LOL!! I thought it was freezing the bra? Nah, I'm in the loser section with T - no cool parties for me.

    I do, however, own my own sewing business (wahmom.com) and would be happy to share any information about sewing you might like to know! Good luck

  8. Please know that missing the toilet everytime he pees has very little to do with the SPD. ALL boys do it, to the point that one of us has to wipe the bathroom every night or else it smells like a public toilet. I believe it was Rachel from Testosterhome who talked about tiling the entire bathroom and putting a drain in the floor so she could just use the shower head to spray the whole place down daily.

    I also read in the paper that the people who run the aiport in Paris France had a fly painted (?) onto the urinals in the mens' rooms to prevent "missing" and save on cleaning. It has apparently worked. When the guys have something to aim at on the inside of the bowl it is a neater affair. But enough about bathrooms. Is it obvious I just finished wiping ours down???

  9. Ok, I am seriously laughing my butt off about the fly painted onto the French urinals. Can you imagine the conversation to hire the guy (gal?!?!?!) to do the artwork:

    "Mon Dieu, Pierre, we have a leetle problem wiz le peepee all over zee floor of le bathroom. We need you to paint a leetle fly on zee toilet so zee ghentlemen know where to go!"

    "But of course! Zee fly it eez!"


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