What’s in a Name?
I was just eating some dried plums. I am pretty sure these used to be prunes, but apparently ‘prunes’ isn’t an appealing term anymore. Who wants to eat prunes when we could be eating dried plums?
In this spirit, I am renaming some things in my life. I am no longer going gray. My hair is turning platinum blond. My house isn’t a mess. I’m demonstrating to my family (and any neighbors who happen to pop over) the truth of the Second Law of Thermodynamics. Therefore, I am a law abiding citizen. Lastly, I am not, as some people claim, a crazy cat lady. I am artistic. And I’m Catwoman. Yeah, that’s much sexier.
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Oh I like this game! I am not a cry-baby . . . I’m merely sensitive. I don’t yell a lot at my kids, I’m just amplifying my feelings. I’m not getting fat, I’m just increasing the pull of gravity so I can stay grounded. 🙂 And cat woman definitely sounds sexier than crazy cat lady.
My grandmom never says her hair is gray– it’s sliver. I was always very confused when I was younger, but now I get it.
How about this one? I’m not putting off my homework, I’m testing my stress levels.
Oop, I meant to say silver.
Janette, what’s the the truth of the Second Law of Thermodynamics? I think I’m going to need it.
Jules – you make me laugh.
Ah Janette, thanks for the giggle. I needed it.
The Second Law of Thermodynamics (And don’t ask me why I remember this sort of thing when on any given day I can’t tell you where my car keys are.) is also called the law of entropy. Which basically means that things go from an ordered state to a less ordered state. Which is my house every single day.
Janette, I found your blog on the LDS Ring, and have loved reading! You seem warm-natured and down-to-earth. Congrats on the book signing gone well…I’ll have to get my hand on one of your books!
That’s not a zit on my forty-three-year-old chin. I’m just regaining my “youthful” complexion.
Janette, have you wired my house? We had the prunes/plums conversation last week, and I refer to myself as Catwoman all the time. (Did I just type that on a public blog?)–Erin
No Worries–I’m not bugging your house; it’s just that great minds think alike.
And I love everyone’s descriptions. We all sound much better with a PR spin.
Ah, thank you so much for explaining – that would be the reason for the condition of my life. I knew it wasn’t my fault!
I posted this on my blog today:
“Okay, I’ll admit it. Anne Bradshaw over at Not Entirely British did a really good thing and I am shamelessly borrowing from her idea of spotlighting the most amazing youth in the world. I think it is incredible what she has done and the youth that are the finalists in her contest are truly amazing. If you haven’t gone to her blog yet, read about them and vote, you’re going to want to do that as soon as you’re done reading mine, submitting a nomination and generally recognizing that I’m the greatest blogger to ever walk the earth . . . all right, all right, you don’t have to do that last part. As long as it exists in my mind I’m okay with that.
Announcing the Best Husband in the World Contest — please check out my blog today.”
Imitation is the greatest form of flattery, right?
So that really means that my mom can’t ground me for beating up my brothers because I’m just showing emotion! Not that i would do that or anything…
so if I dont do my math Im just testing my teachers stress levels! (if I dont do any homework Im just testing her stress levels!)