I enjoy reading bloggers' 100-things-about-me posts. However, by the 32nd thing I usually have forgotten who's blog I'm reading. (Who am I kidding? By #11 I've forgotten!)
I thought it might be fun to try and write one but in the interest of anybody-who-might-actually-read-its sanity I was thoughtful enough to break up the list. In 10 easy installments you can learn everything you ever wanted to know, didn't want to know and could careless about regarding me.
I think it's customary to do this list as your 100th post. My 10th and last installment will be my 100th post (if I can remember).
Here is the fourth installment (#31-#40):
31. We have a cute mutt named Marley...
32. Whom I wish didn't drive me so insane.
33. In a previous life, I worked in advertising.
34. I had a younger brother...
35. Who I miss very much.
36. I love potatoes.
37. I love the smell of sunscreen on the warm shoulders of my nearly-nekked babies.
38. I am directionally challenged.
39. Oh, The Places You'll Go is my favorite book.
40. I've been taken OUT of a Vietnamese hospital by ambulance.
If you are interesting in reading more:I thought it might be fun to try and write one but in the interest of anybody-who-might-actually-read-its sanity I was thoughtful enough to break up the list. In 10 easy installments you can learn everything you ever wanted to know, didn't want to know and could careless about regarding me.
I think it's customary to do this list as your 100th post. My 10th and last installment will be my 100th post (if I can remember).
Here is the fourth installment (#31-#40):
31. We have a cute mutt named Marley...
32. Whom I wish didn't drive me so insane.
33. In a previous life, I worked in advertising.
34. I had a younger brother...
35. Who I miss very much.
36. I love potatoes.
37. I love the smell of sunscreen on the warm shoulders of my nearly-nekked babies.
38. I am directionally challenged.
39. Oh, The Places You'll Go is my favorite book.
40. I've been taken OUT of a Vietnamese hospital by ambulance.
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Does 'directionally challenged' mean 'spatially challenged'?
ReplyDeleteI am enjoying getting to know you more. I love potatos too. and any smell of sunscreen I think it is that coconut smell...reminds me of the beach anytime I smell it.
ReplyDeleteOkay, you have me curious. First, HOW did you end up in a Vietnamese hospital and second, WHY did they remove you???
ReplyDeleteWhen I was adopting Emma, Jenna was feverish and had abdominal pain. I took her to the SOS western clinic in Hanoi and the Australian doctor there told me it might be appendicitis and if it was they would fly her out to Thailand for surgery. Are you freaking kidding me? Not one hospital in all of Vietnam that could perform an appendictomy? That's totally reassuring. It wasn't appendicitis though, just something she ate, most likely.
So I've told you one of my Vietnamese medical stories, now you must share yours.
Okay...Vietnamese hospital? How did that happen?? Were you in Vietnam? LOL
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry about your brother.
ReplyDeleteI too want to hear more about the hospital. You have us all wondering now! =)
I want to know about the Vietnamese hospital too.
ReplyDeleteAnd I am also directionally challenged. I need exact directions (street names, etc) or I won't make it.
Yeah... questions about the Vietnamese hospital. When we were in Vietnam adopting our daughter, I had to go to the international clinic b/c it turns out I had an ear infection. Just curious about your story!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry about your brother (((((( hugs ))))))))
ReplyDeleteI am a carb addict, potatoes are no exception!
Gotttttttta hear the Vietnam Hospital story... and I am freaked out by Denise's story. If the appendix was in danger of rupturing, how reassuring would it have been to have to jump in a helicopter or a plane in order to get it fixed? Ohmygosh. LOL!
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