1.) If you were starring on American Idol TONIGHT and HAD to sing,
what song would you choose and why.
2.) Take a picture of yourself right this minute without primping
and explain to us why it is you have not washed your hair today.
*** 3.) I just asked Pat to help me with a writing prompt so here's his:
"What do you think about the NBA All Star game"...blech.
*** 4.) What's your number one pet peeve? Develop a punishment for anyone caught in the act.
*** 5.) Write about something mean you did to a sibling growing up.
Well number 1 sounds like fun... but requires more thought than my fuzzy mind can handle right now... so let's just say..
"I couldn't carry a tune if you game me a wheelbarrow!!", and end it right here and now.
Number 2... See Here for that horrible sight... and see why I will not repost.
Number 3... don't do B-ball.
Number 4... I have soooo many pet peeves... I may have to say them all... because I can't choose just one... sorry!
Number 5 is EASY... and I have soooo much to choose from!
Without further adieu...
My Pet Peeves.
1. Chewing loudly, with mouth open. STOP IT!
Punishment = a quick slap in the face and/or wiring jaw shut!
2. Turning every.single.light.in.the.house.on.just.to.go.to.the.bathroom.
Punishment = going through a week with a blindfold on.
3. Coming to tell me something when I am in the shower... that could have totally waited until I got out. How many people want to know about a bill that came in while "washing that grey right outta your hair"???? I mean really!
Punishment = my taking video of perpetrator while on the toilet and posting it on UTube.
4. People who make me repeat myself... over and over and over and over...
Yes, that's you boys...
Punishment = making perpetrators listen to a taped recording of me singing the National Anthem like a really awful American Idol nerd.
5. Turning up the volume of a laptop, while we are watching TV, in the same room.. Helloooo.
The Laptop can MOVE!
Punishment = FULL VOLUME CHICK FLICKS... ALL NIGHT LONG, WHILE YOU ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!
6. Talkers in movie theaters. THERE IS NO REWIND BUTTON IN A THEATER... SHUT UP!
Punishment = Airhorn and ejection from theater seat, like in the cartoons.
Rotten things I did to my little brother...
aka...Ahhhh, those are some great memories...dot.com!
I LOVED making him totally believe he was adopted. He had blonde hair, and we all had black hair... so it was easy. He soooo wasn't adopted... but even in High School, when I learned the finer points of copy machines... I made his birth certificate look like he came from KMart!
Yes, of course I put his hand in a pan of water and made him wet his bed! Duh!
I made him dress up in a dress when he was 8. Oooohhh, my Mama was SOOOOOOOOOOOO MAD AT ME! I think she is still a little pissed.
TOTALLY blamed him for EVERY broken thing in the house. I was really convincing too... able to cry at the drop of a hat... mmmm hmmmm!
Made him believe that every time he heard a police siren, they were coming to get him for tattling on me for breaking something. I told you I can be VERY convincing!
Told him our parents would take him back to Kmart if he didn't do everything I told him to do.
I was rotten. But only some of the time. I also did a ton of sticking up for him and protecting him too, especially when we got older.
Man, if my boys ever pull that crap with their siblings... I'm gonna....