today is day 21. which means there are only 10 days left of this blog a day in may flannigan. 10 DAYS. the prompt for today is "a list of links to your favorite posts in your archives". this wouldn't have been too difficult if i had not removed the handy "archives" thing on this that here blog an eon ago. this means i'm too lazy to dig through the dirt of this blog BUT i did have this post in my draft box just waiting for a moment to shine bright like a cubic zirconium diamond.
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while catching up on blogs (because apparently chris enjoys working overtime (most likely because that means i have dinner at home ready)), i came across this link up mabobber from way back when during valentine's day called "how well does your spouse know you". seeing as i have seen chris probably 3 hours in the last week, i felt as though it would be a good time to ask him these questions while he was eating dinner because, well, i'm annoying.
so. i had answered them first but here are his answers first. we didn't cheat.
how long have we been dating?
chris: (long sigh) (silence) (groan) (still thinking) almost three years?
me: since june and/or september of 2010?
when was our first date?
chris: our first date would have to be when i first came up to see you in san francisco
me: does vegas count?
(sidenote that there was actually a really inappropriate answer to this but i have spared the internet and his mom)
where was your first kiss?
chris: stairs.
me: stairs.
who first said, "i love you"?
chris: me.
me: him. like an idiot.
what are your wedding colors?
chris: we aren't doing colors.
me: our wedding colors are no colors.
what is her most commonly used phrase?
chris: "perfect".
me: "did shark go poo?"
who is her celebrity crush?
chris: i guess i'll just say john mayer, david beckham...
me: beckham.
if she was ordering drinks for both of you, what would you each get?
chris: she'd get me probably a jack daniels and ginger ale and she'd get sweet tea vodka and lemonade.
me: i'd get him a jack daniels and water and get myself a sweet tea vodka and lemonade.
what is the best meal she has ever cooked you?
chris: no.
me: this question does not apply.
what is the worst meal she has ever cooked you?
chris: uh, refer to the above.
me: this question does not apply.
what is the most-played song on her ipod?
chris: your body is a wonderland?
me: "slow dancing in a burning room" by john mayer
what would she say is your most annoying habit?
chris: messy.
me: he's a slob. he can be pretty insensitive. he's a bed hog.
what is the last thing she does before she goes to bed?
chris: puts in her mouthpiece.
me: i put my mouthpiece in and i set my alarm on my phone.
what would you say is your favorite thing about her?
chris: (clears throat) (thinking) (silence) (one banana, two banana, three banana, four banana, five banana, six banana, seven banana, eight banana, nine banana, ten banana) (insert inappropriate answer) (repeats question to himself) (eleven banana, twelve banana) (clears throat) your ability to make me a better person.
me: that i wash the dishes for him.
if you could throw out one item of her clothing what would it be?
chris: your red pants.
me: my stretchy pants.
the end.
5.21.2013
5.17.2013
day seventeen
a favorite photo of yourself and why:
well, because.
1) i am being attacked
2) the veins in my neck are about to pop out
3) everyone else is unphased
4) my niece took this in a series of about 50 pictures
5) it just makes me laugh. even though i wouldn't relive it if you paid me.
5.16.2013
two days worth
day fifteen: a day in my life...
...involves forgetting to blog. would you look at that? the irony.
day sixteen: something difficult about your "lot in life" and how you're working to overcome it...
...so i don't really understand the whole "lot in life" thing but i guess i would say these things about my "lot":
-my "lot" are stubborn
**i'm learning to overcome it by not being so stubborn right away. if i delay the reaction of stubbornness it may seem like i have been thinking about it. i haven't. i'm just counting to 10 in my head.
-they are difficult to deal with
**i'm learning to overcome this by... i don't know... pass.
-being moody comes second nature, if not first, depending on the time of the month
**i'm learning to overcome this by eating more small meals a day.
-they are pissy and the only things that makes them smile sometimes are good snacks slash trashy tv
** i'm learning to overcome this by watching more tv and incorporating more snacks into my life.
-my "lot" have a hard time apologizing, well, because we never do anything wrong
**i'm learning to overcome this by continuing to do very little amount of things wrong.
-we don't like to go to bed angry so we just don't go to bed. we sleep on the couch
**i'm learning to overcome this by buying a house with a spare bedroom.
-when something small goes wrong, we occassionally like to think and think and think it over a hundred zillion times until it suddenly feels like everything has gone wrong and its terribly annoying
**i'm learning to overcome this with by spending more time with chris, probably the most uncompassionate person i know.
-we are pessimistic. in fact, even though we would like to be optimistic, we feel it sets one up for failure
**i'm overcoming this by being less optimistic about being pessimistic.
-my "lot" need naps whenever possible
**i'm overcoming this by sleeping on it.
-oddly, we can get very robotic with our emotions
**i'm learning to overcome this by smiling more often in the mirror so i can get it down right.
-we need to control our emotions better
**see above: smiling more often in the mirror.
-moral of the story of my "lot"? i wouldn't date someone of my "lot". but if you can get our peoples to open up the window of emotion for you, i don't think you'll regret it.
YOU BETTER NOT REGRET IT.
...involves forgetting to blog. would you look at that? the irony.
day sixteen: something difficult about your "lot in life" and how you're working to overcome it...
...so i don't really understand the whole "lot in life" thing but i guess i would say these things about my "lot":
-my "lot" are stubborn
**i'm learning to overcome it by not being so stubborn right away. if i delay the reaction of stubbornness it may seem like i have been thinking about it. i haven't. i'm just counting to 10 in my head.
-they are difficult to deal with
**i'm learning to overcome this by... i don't know... pass.
-being moody comes second nature, if not first, depending on the time of the month
**i'm learning to overcome this by eating more small meals a day.
-they are pissy and the only things that makes them smile sometimes are good snacks slash trashy tv
** i'm learning to overcome this by watching more tv and incorporating more snacks into my life.
-my "lot" have a hard time apologizing, well, because we never do anything wrong
**i'm learning to overcome this by continuing to do very little amount of things wrong.
-we don't like to go to bed angry so we just don't go to bed. we sleep on the couch
**i'm learning to overcome this by buying a house with a spare bedroom.
-when something small goes wrong, we occassionally like to think and think and think it over a hundred zillion times until it suddenly feels like everything has gone wrong and its terribly annoying
**i'm learning to overcome this with by spending more time with chris, probably the most uncompassionate person i know.
-we are pessimistic. in fact, even though we would like to be optimistic, we feel it sets one up for failure
**i'm overcoming this by being less optimistic about being pessimistic.
-my "lot" need naps whenever possible
**i'm overcoming this by sleeping on it.
-oddly, we can get very robotic with our emotions
**i'm learning to overcome this by smiling more often in the mirror so i can get it down right.
-we need to control our emotions better
**see above: smiling more often in the mirror.
-moral of the story of my "lot"? i wouldn't date someone of my "lot". but if you can get our peoples to open up the window of emotion for you, i don't think you'll regret it.
YOU BETTER NOT REGRET IT.
5.14.2013
day fourteen
10 things (other than my family) that make me happy in no specific order or favoritism:
paris. i mean, it's my favorite.
anything flamin' hot.
beating chris at all things in life.
this ugly baby flannel wearing cowboy baby (just kidding, tina!) (but i'm not kidding, chris)
hot dogs with vomits amount of cheese on them.
PUPPY KISSES. this is darla. sharkie's one true love in life.
and then i broke them up by moving back from san diego.
THIS PLACE. it also happens to be one of my favorite pictures i've ever taken.
panda cubs in a hammock.
doing artsy fartsy and crafty mcshafty things.
vacations.
family ones.
friends ones.
mostly family ones.
5.13.2013
day thirteen
issue a public apology.
well, if this isn't ironic at all...
dear blog,
i apologize to you. you used to be one of my favorite places to be, a place for me to share all the stupid adventures i went on when we first moved to portland, a place to document all the things i eat and eat some more, and now? well, now i just think of you as a straight up burden. i feel like shit when i don't post and i feel like shit when i don't answer emails when i do post. its a double edged virtual sword made of the finest guilt known to these hands. while i am grateful for the friendships that you have helped me foster (for reals, there are some people i've come to know that i don't think i could ever un-know), i sometimes feel like my blog isn't a safe place for me to write anymore. i feel like its less of a diary and more of a facebook status and i feel so exposed here. does that make sense? if it doesn't what i mean to say is that theres a lack of distance and i'm not sure how i feel about that. i don't know how to go back to how it was where i could just freely type and not get hit in the face with two swinging sacks of writers block. i've thought about scrapping two smuppies completely and starting completely fresh because i do enjoy writing, i really do. but like this blog a day in may? its more like blog two days in may and schedule all the posts on a different day so it looks like you're blogging every day in may. so blog, what i'm trying to say is, i apologize to you. i apologize for not caring as much. but really, i just give no shits. and i wish i did. but i don't. but maybe i will again one day. but not today.
the end.
well, if this isn't ironic at all...
dear blog,
i apologize to you. you used to be one of my favorite places to be, a place for me to share all the stupid adventures i went on when we first moved to portland, a place to document all the things i eat and eat some more, and now? well, now i just think of you as a straight up burden. i feel like shit when i don't post and i feel like shit when i don't answer emails when i do post. its a double edged virtual sword made of the finest guilt known to these hands. while i am grateful for the friendships that you have helped me foster (for reals, there are some people i've come to know that i don't think i could ever un-know), i sometimes feel like my blog isn't a safe place for me to write anymore. i feel like its less of a diary and more of a facebook status and i feel so exposed here. does that make sense? if it doesn't what i mean to say is that theres a lack of distance and i'm not sure how i feel about that. i don't know how to go back to how it was where i could just freely type and not get hit in the face with two swinging sacks of writers block. i've thought about scrapping two smuppies completely and starting completely fresh because i do enjoy writing, i really do. but like this blog a day in may? its more like blog two days in may and schedule all the posts on a different day so it looks like you're blogging every day in may. so blog, what i'm trying to say is, i apologize to you. i apologize for not caring as much. but really, i just give no shits. and i wish i did. but i don't. but maybe i will again one day. but not today.
the end.
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