Wherein I steal from Nabbalicious
My uncle once: Had a car battery explode in his face and had to wear an eye patch.
Never again in my life: Would I drive two hours in a snowstorm.
When I was five: I had blonde hair and blue eyes. (Now I have darkish hair and green eyes.)
High school was: Pretty good.
I will never forget: The way my sister looked when she was a toddler and carried her bottle in her mouth.
I once met: Oliver North
There is this girl I know who: Is the best mom a kid could hope for.
Once, at a bar: I drank a beer in memory of a family friend who had just died.
By noon I'm usually: Back from the gym and in the shower.
Last night I: Worked on a new logo for this here blog.
If I had only: Chosen a fun profession.
Next time I go to church: HAHAHAA. I'm sorry, WHERE?
What worries me most: Money. Always has.
When I turn my head right: I hear a crack.
When I turn my head left: It kinda spins around a little.
You know I'm lying when: I say I don't have PMS.
You know what I miss most about the 80s: Erm, I loved me some hair bands.
If I were a character written by Shakespeare: I'd be the first tragomedy.
By this time next year: I hope I'll be wiser.
A better name for me would be: What? My name's not good enough for you? Hmm. I always liked the name Alexandra. But I'm good with what I have.
I have a hard time understanding: Why 18-year-olds are expected to know what they want to do with their lives.
If I ever go back to school I'll: Major in design -- maybe focus on designing furniture and interiors.
You know I like you if: I don't just agree with everything you say. That's just to make you go away.
If I won an award, the first person I'd thank would be: Wow! Thanks. Wait. What kind of award? Because that makes a huge difference, you know. I'd probably have to thank my husband because he's the one who has to put up with me every single day.
Take my advice; never: Dismiss your intuition.
My ideal breakfast is: Oatmeal made with milk topped with a little margarine and brown sugar with a side of strawberries. But all in the same bowl.
A song I love but do not have is: "To be Real." You know... that disco song. It will always remind me of the scene in SATC when Carrie falls on the runway and the other models just step over her and keep on walkin'. "She's fashion roadkill!"
If you visit my hometown, I suggest: Leaving immediately.
Why won't anyone: Just listen to me?
If you spend the night at my house, do: Put the toilet seat down. That's all I ask.
I'd stop my wedding for: Nothing.
The world could do without: The word "folks" and socks with stupid designs on them -- like little cats or little santas or pumpkins.
I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: Can you see me making my icky face? I would never in a million years do that.
My favorite blond is: I used to like blond guys, but now? Not so much.
Paper clips are more useful than: Finger nail clippings? I don't know.
San Diego means: The Jason?
10/26/2005
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And the survey says...
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The rage meter
It's not so bad.
Rave
The rain! WOO and HOO.
Rant
The new neighbors. WHY do we always get idiots as neighbors? Need to post about that. With photos.
I really need to...
Clean out the guest-room closet
Latest obsession
Sleeping
Ancient history
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But annyoing all the same: the seat-heater saga, start to finish
- Recent developments 1. We hate our yard. We've tri...
- Wine with dinner We just had a fantastic dinner. S...
- A letter Dear lady with no shoes at Starbucks, Wh...
- Where do we go now, where do we go? You know you m...
- The one where she proves it doesn't matter When Er...
- college days Originally uploaded by jasclo...
- A Kitchmus (HEY! It's MY blog, OK!?!) Story This i...
- She's poe-etry in motion Nabbalicious doesn't like...
- Dude, where's my car?! The other night I was leavi...
- Does your mom read your blog? My mom reads mine. S...
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⢠Sept. 2004
⢠Oct. 2004
⢠Aug. 2005
⢠Sept. 2005
⢠Sept. 2005 II
⢠Sept. 2005 III
⢠Sept. 2005 IV
⢠Oct. 2005
Literati
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Reading
Eats, Shoots & Leaves
A Year in the Merde
Last thing I read
Vanishing Acts by Jodi Picoult
Eventually...
Something nonfiction
Now for the important stuff
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Cast of characters
Listening
Nothing really
Watching
Project Runway, Design Star (Somebody stop me! No wait! Don't. I love it!)
Doing
Not a hell of a lot
Eating
Peaches and cherries. Lots and lots of cherries
Making
Coffee
MMM Good. Make this stuff
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⢠Baked chicken breasts
⢠Banana bread/Choc. chip banana bread
⢠Cheddar crackers
⢠Chocolate-chip cookies
⢠Chocolate truffles
⢠Green bean casserole
⢠Royal Hawaiian Mai Tai
⢠Smoothie
⢠Spago Fudgy chocolate cake with chocolate glaze
⢠Strawberry jam, Strawberry sauce
These are people I know. These are people I know on blogs:
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⢠bucktoothed varmint
⢠i'm not a girl, not yet a wino
⢠maliavale
⢠nabbalicious
⢠no pasa nada
⢠jurgen nation
These are people I don't know. But they're on blogs too:
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⢠big red blog
⢠dispatches from france
⢠guiness girl
⢠i'm so important
⢠princess genevieve
⢠poppy cedes
⢠stephanie says
⢠this black girl reads
Some things I heart
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⢠Designher Gals
⢠Knock Knock (Organizey stuff. Love, love, love)
⢠Sew Michelle
⢠Ballard Designs
⢠Frontgate
5 Comments:
Isn't your husband, Mr. Darkside Himself , blond?
Hahaha. I had that same conversation with myself before answering the question. He used to be blond, but now his hair has gotten kinda darkish.
I think I'll have to take the 5th on that. :)
Maybe the Darkside part makes his hair seem darker ... ?
Malia, HAHA. Yes, that's probably likely. You'll have to see some of his angry artwork sometime.
Yeah, rub it in, mother.
Oh, p.s., that does NOT mean I'm a Republican.
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