Don’t be sad, but yes this is the final chapter to my “you are so going to love me” series. Seriously, if you don’t love me by now, then I don’t have a hope in hell of ever bringing you over to my side.
I tried. (See here, here and here)
So long.
Farewell.
Until we meet again.
Actually, what I meant to say is, please don’t leave me.
Now that that’s settled, let me share with you, the final 25 reasons why we must be besties forever. This post may take me awhile, because quite frankly, even I need convincing at this point. Here goes nothing.
1. I HATE wearing socks. Even in the Canadian winter, I prefer to wear my boots sockless. Oh, and I don’t care how cold it is, you will never see me wearing a hat.
2. I’ve never had a broken bone, although I did crack a rib during a bout of bronchitis.
3. When my brother lived in Las Vegas, I went to visit. We went out for lunch and on our way back to the car he stopped
me and said, “Don’t look. There’s a dead body next to the car”. Um, yeah, okay. So I looked, and sure enough, there was a dead body by the car, that hadn’t been there a couple of hours before. (yes, the police were there, but it was shocking to say the least).
4. Hearing about kids being sick, whether its the flu or something much more serious, gives me immeasureable amounts of anxiety. It stops me from having more babies, even though I think I want more.
5. I would love to become a runner, so that I could participate in races, and have my family cheering for me at the finish line.
6. My husband doesn’t realize this, but if he was willing to pay for a cleaning lady, I would be his personal slave…….in the bedroom.
7. I have a weird love of bowls.
8. I am working on a secret formula that will make pasta a food that actually helps you lose weight. Patent pending.
9. I used to listen to Concrete Blonde full blast, back in my high school days. It was the perfect music to listen to when I was angry or bummed. I still remember every word.
10. I LOVE eggs benedict.
11. I am the queen of throwing a good garage sale. The last one I held, I made $1700.00 in 8 hours.
12. If you attempt to bully me or my kids, I will cut you.
13. Trying to buy a fake purse in Chinatown in New York was the funniest thing. You go to a place, they use walkie talkies, then you walk through a door to another door to another door (um, hello, how desperate was I?). Then you stand in a room that reeks of bad plastic, and you buy said purses and you walk out with a black garbage bag filled essentially with crap. A little different than shopping at Bloomies. Yes I bought some, and no I have NEVER carried a single one. I smell a garage sale coming on.
14. I went to Quebec City with my hubby for our “babymoon”. Do me a favour, if you’re 8 months pregnant, don’t ever visit a place that requires you to walk up and down hundreds of stairs to get anywhere. Your sad pregnant beast feet will thank you.
15. If they made adult bibs, I would make my hubby wear one at all times. The man cannot eat without getting half of it on his shirt, pants, face, hair……should I go on?
16. There is nothing you can say or do to make me eat a brussel sprout.
17. I went to Greek school for years. During one class, our priest was visiting. He asked us if we had any questions. I asked him why the Virgin Mary was called the VIRGIN Mary. The priest told me to go home and ask my parents. During recess, one of the boys answered my question, by gesturing with his hands. I remember saying, “OHHHH”, even though I had no idea what the hell he was doing. I never got that birds and bees convo, clearly.
18. When you think you’re too cool to talk to me, guess what, I’m not intimidated by that. I just read that as you being a bitch. Now move along.
19. I still remember my favorite teacher, Mrs. Brown. She was the sweetest, most dedicated teacher I have ever had.
20. There is nothing better than having someone else wash your hair.
21. I only just recently tried a McDonalds cheeseburger for the first time ever. They really shouldn’t call that a cheeseburger. Maybe, crap on a bun with cheese? Or what-the-hell-did-I-just-eat with a side of fries? It was gross, period. I’d rather eat a brussel sprout, and I ‘ve already told you how I feel about those (see #16).
22. I would kill to be on Tim Gunn’s Guide to Style for a makeover (when I lose weight). I would also love to be on
What NOT to Wear (when I lose weight). It could totally happen. Did I mention that crazy hallucinations are my specialty.
23. I respect your desire to breastfeed, babywear, cloth diaper, co-sleep, make your own food, and all that jazz. Its absolutely your right as a mom. But please, no judgies – can’t we still be friends if I’m pushing my kid in a stroller, using disposables, and happily sleeping ALONE in my bed while my little people sleep in their own beds? I promise I am REALLY nice.
24. I never had a fake i.d.
25. I hope to one day write a book. It will be called Jeffrey Dean Morgan. Every chapter will be titled Hot, Hottie, Holy Crap He’s Hot, and anything else I can think of with the words HOT in it. It will be more about looking at him, as opposed to reading about him, so more pics/less words will do. And every chapter will end with a picture of his delightfully perfect bum.

TADA! Done – there you have it – the last 25 morsels of goodness. Enjoy it, chew slowly and it will metabolize much better.


























































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You can be a runner! The feeling of being cheered on is amazing. The running community is a very supportive one too, to all kinds of runners.
Amen on #23.
Eggs Bennie and I are like *this*. Soooo good.
On a side note, I’ll be home today and will finally get to play with my Bodybugg!!
What a great list!! I especially like #6! That would apply to me too!
Your series has been great…I might have to borrow the idea for my blog ;o) BTW, you SO can be a runner (even if it’s just doing interval walking/running to start). I have faith in you and your goal to reclaim your life!
Totally brilliant, love it! Email me when that pasta thing goes through.
I’m def going to go check out the rest of these. So glad I “met” you through BHAH & twitter!
lol Love #6.
Seriously, McDonalds cheeseburgers are the best junk food ever! Better after a night of drinking! And I’m totally calling you for my next garage sale. Also do not go on What Not To Wear if Nick Arrojio is still the stylist cause that guy does terrible hair!
So funny, a few weeks before #2 was born we went to Quebec city also (for our anniversary). However, it was winter.
We stayed at a gorgeous hotel outside of the city and got upgraded due to technical difficulties. We ended up with a glorious tub which I spent all of my time in.
We also saw Cirque – but it was the bathtub and exclusive tea room that really got me.
T
Your crack me up, I need to go back and read the rest of these
My MIL is directly related to Satan too. Does that make us relatives somehow removed?
Girl, we are sistahs from other muthas. For sure. I hate brussel sprouts with an undying passion and will never be convinced of their nutritional value. brr…
BTW, I have something for you over at my blog!
You know, after meeting Tim Gunn at BlogHer I have to say he must be the nicest famous person I’ve ever met.
Seriously.
I’m sure he’d give you a great makeover!
Um…and there’s no picture of his bum here? You had me all the way until that unforgiveable omission.
Honest to Pete, girl.
Actually, I finally came over from Twitter to see what you’re all about, and dammit girl, now I have to add you to my blogroll. Even at the speed of my reading (which is incredible, let me tell you), I’m getting to the point where reading blog posts is taking up most my day.
Damn you for being so dang funny.
Now come visit me. M’kay?
http://diapersanddragons.blogspot.com
Try shirataki noodles. You get a big huge bowl for 40 calories. They taste like crap, but if you drown them in marinara it’s sort of like eating spaghetti. Rubbery stink-spaghetti, but who doesn’t love rubbery stink-spaghetti?
Great list. #1 is so me and with #4 I could probably rival you in the department of anxiety when it comes to kids getting sick!
You are an awesome blogger. You were seriously BORN TO BLOG. No joke. This post was awesome. I LOVED READING these things. We are so roomies at BLogHer next year, next year. With Jessica. Yup, good times.
Okay, so if you figure out a way to make pasta help make us lose weight, I’ll dye my hair pink forever. I’ll be so happy. Also, I can’t believe you don’t like socks. Wanna know my weird socks thing? I have to wear them inside out. If they’re they athletic kind. And I wear socks to sleep. I can’t stand the feeling of carpet on my bare feet. Most of our house is hardwood, except for MY bedroom. I can’t believe you only recently had a McDonald’s cheeseburger! I LOVE THOSE! I also LOVE the song Joey by Concrete Blonde.
My favorite on this list that I could have totally written – #23. We’re going to make great roommates! : )
Well I loved you at #1 of your first post so whatev.
I am a cloth diapering, semi co-sleeping, babywearing, semi breast feeding momma who would never judge another for her choices
And I too am REALLY nice.
MCDs cheeseburgers are the bomb and you are nuts.
You should write a post about your garage sale secrets. I’m very serious.
I do love you oh so much!
Muah!!
So I stopped by from SITS to say hi! Hi! And then I decided to heart you just a little!
And just so you know…
I am also a bedroom slave. It’s just so much easier that way. Also, you went to the wrong place in NY to get a “replica” as we poilitely put it.
I will NEVER be to cool to talk to anyone…so that means I’m not a bitch..well, unless you fuck with my Kid…but that’s different.
I pay extra for a fabulous hair wash, sadly it’s only every 6 weeks.
And last, but not least, you better title a chapter for JDM (yeah he asked me to call him that at lunch the other day) Hot-a-licious.
Hey, I like you already!
Just stopping by from SITS wishing you a very Happy Wednesday!
P.S. I’m giving away a subscription to House Beautiful on my blog http://www.sweeterliving.blogspot.com
#23 = gold.
You convinced me!
23. I respect your desire to breastfeed, babywear, cloth diaper, co-sleep, make your own food, and all that jazz. Its absolutely your right as a mom. But please, no judgies – can’t we still be friends if I’m pushing my kid in a stroller, using disposables, and happily sleeping ALONE in my bed while my little people sleep in their own beds? I promise I am REALLY nice.
OMG *forwarding to my hub’s cousins*… They shovel their ‘more earthy than thou’ philosophies on everyone. Besides, how are you supposed to have more babies if you co-sleep??? *wink*
HI,
I found you because I Googled Jeffrey Dean Morgan. I love the picture you have of him. YUUUUMMY!!!!!
I read your page, too. You are funny! You write like I do, and I have fantasies about writing a blog/book/column/something someday.
Thanks again for the picture. I have to go wipe the drool off of my chin now.
Gina
I am soooo with you on the Jeffrey Dean Morgan book!! Please sign me up for a copy.
Good for you for not co-sleeping!! Did you really not breastfeed? I’m not a mom yet, but I’ve given it some thought. When I have kids, I definitely do not want to breastfeed… but I’m terrified of what people will say!
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