Second Cuppa Questions
I thought I would share some Sybilness questions with you this morning....while I have a second cuppa...
If I'm so tired of running like a mad woman night and day, why am I gaining weight?
If I enter every blog contest that comes my way, why doesnt the law of averages apply to me? Do you know I could have been found PRAYING for the kitchenaid stand alone mixer last month on the pioneer womans site? :::shaking my head::: Poor God, has to deal with me all the flipping time:::
If I see a blue eyed kitten, why must I bring it home? I'm not a cat person. GRUNT.
Why havent I heard from my big brother in so long?
How much is enough?
When will I learn to stop burning myself on the EVILSKIVER pans?
Why am I obsessed with that damn bejewelled game?
Would Clark Gable have a black & white bedroom with cobalt blue accents?
Where did I put the Petty Cash box now?
Why cant Heather come do a session for me this month?
Should I stop wearing sleeveless shirts cause my arms got too fat?
Wouldnt you think that someone would invent a better way to cook danish pancakes?
No wonder I cant win the lottery, I cant even win a blog contest... Whats the deal with that?
Will I get to go to Montreal someday before I need a facelift?
Heres the backstory on the questions.
My Mama has always been annoyed to some degree ( varies with ages) of my incessant need to ask who what when where,how why. She either thought that I would be an attorney or a star reporter. I'm an Innkeeper quilter!!! So.. either I continue to ask questions to those who will listen, myself included... or I hurry the heck up and change professions.
If I'm so tired of running like a mad woman night and day, why am I gaining weight?
If I enter every blog contest that comes my way, why doesnt the law of averages apply to me? Do you know I could have been found PRAYING for the kitchenaid stand alone mixer last month on the pioneer womans site? :::shaking my head::: Poor God, has to deal with me all the flipping time:::
If I see a blue eyed kitten, why must I bring it home? I'm not a cat person. GRUNT.
Why havent I heard from my big brother in so long?
How much is enough?
When will I learn to stop burning myself on the EVILSKIVER pans?
Why am I obsessed with that damn bejewelled game?
Would Clark Gable have a black & white bedroom with cobalt blue accents?
Where did I put the Petty Cash box now?
Why cant Heather come do a session for me this month?
Should I stop wearing sleeveless shirts cause my arms got too fat?
Wouldnt you think that someone would invent a better way to cook danish pancakes?
No wonder I cant win the lottery, I cant even win a blog contest... Whats the deal with that?
Will I get to go to Montreal someday before I need a facelift?
Heres the backstory on the questions.
My Mama has always been annoyed to some degree ( varies with ages) of my incessant need to ask who what when where,how why. She either thought that I would be an attorney or a star reporter. I'm an Innkeeper quilter!!! So.. either I continue to ask questions to those who will listen, myself included... or I hurry the heck up and change professions.
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6 comments:
That's a lot of questions before the second cup of coffee!
I think Clark Gable would want something more rustic - he had his own gun room in his home.
Hey, I never win the mixers either. I could really use a new red one, mine is tired.....
Keep asking, when we have all the answers we grow old.
If we each answer one question for you will that help!? LOL Here's my answer.............
You should quit wearing sleeveless shirts when the temps are too cold to justify it! (if your toes and nose are turning blue from the cold that's probably a good time to put them away or add a sweater! LOL)
Well don't change professions. I love your wittyness.
If I'm so tired...? Because muscle weighs more than fat?
If I enter every blog contest...? I have no answer, only the same question. I wanted a red kitchenaid so bad I could taste it? It tasted metally.
If I see a blue eyed kitten...? Because you have a loving heart and you are slightly insane. Love you.
Why havent I heard from...Hey! I wonder that same question. But I bet your big brother wouldn't "ban" you from his facebook account if he had one.
How much is enough? DO NOT ASK THAT QUESTION! DO. NOT.
When will I learn to stop burning myself on the EVILSKIVER pans? About a week before you no longer have to make them.
Why am I obsessed with that damn bejewelled game? Because it feels good to tune out and be obsessed wtih something other than bills, bosses, bogus blog contests, big brothers, and bulging body parts.
Would Clark Gable have a black & white bedroom with cobalt blue accents? Because he knew he would be ridiculed if he used pink and red.
Where did I put the Petty Cash box now? Look on the computer desk, the left of the monitor, near the stack of invoices.
Why cant Heather come do a session for me this month? Wha? Because I can't afford to keep PG&E on let alone drive to the coast - although if we would play/win the lotto I would be there.
Should I stop wearing sleeveless shirts cause my arms got too fat? NO! You don't have "fat" arms - I can show you fat arms! Oh honey could I show you fat arms!
Wouldnt you think that someone would invent a better way to cook danish pancakes? And then deliver them to you each morning!
No wonder I cant win the lottery, I cant even win a blog contest... Whats the deal with that? I would have even been happy with the damned cowboy boots!
Will I get to go to Montreal someday before I need a facelift? YES. I feel it in my bones. Besides, you have pictures to deliver. Speaking of, should I mail to you or are you coming here anytime soon?
Love you lots.
Geez oh criminy woman... how did you know where the cash box was? You got a web cam on it? wow.... thats wierd.
Just mails the pics.. who knows when I'll get there:(
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