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Ten Things You Won't Hear Me Say

I saw this on another BLOG and I thought it was a hoot.

TEN THINGS YOU WILL NOT HEAR ME SAY (and to which I regularly say the opposite):

10) Oh, good, I'm up half a pound. I've been looking a tad bit scrawny lately.
9) Babe, could you let that back hair grow in a little? It makes you look really macho.
8) Brainy Boy, skip brushing your teeth today. Your front teeth look great with that white gunk all over them.
7) Little Chic, don't bother clipping back your grown-out bangs. I love it when it hangs down the front of your face and hides your baby blues.
6) Feel free to leave your books and papers on the kitchen table--it's so handy right here by the front door.
5) I met Kickboxer Buddy for breakfast yesterday so I really shouldn't spend the time or money to go with you for lunch today.
4) I'm really too tired to read in bed before I go to sleep.
3) I'll just get up a little earlier in the morning to throw that extra load of laundry in.
2) Hero Guy, don't wash your medic pants at the station--I look forward to dealing with the bodily fluids of complete strangers.
1) I'm kind of in a hurry this morning. I'll just skip my morning cup of coffee.

Comments

Jana said…
Yeah, I don't think I'll be saying #1 any time in this lifetime!
8/03/2006 5:26 PM
PandaMom said…
LOVE IT! I still read my own list and laugh out loud!!! Thanks for putting me as the "blog" and linking me. Since I am so new to this world, maybe it will give me some traffic. BTW your #2 just gives me the creeps! YIKES! ; ) Who's the other "Jana"? Not me!
8/03/2006 10:28 PM
Anonymous said…
Funny stuff! Why am I not surprised at number one!?!?!
8/03/2006 10:59 PM
PandaMom said…
Hey! My hubby loved your ten things! Since this is so new to me I love "blogging" with a New Yorker! Ya know we Texans tend to forget about the rest of the world. That's wrong, but true. My bro. is moving to NC so I "googled" it and found how stunning and gorgeous it is! Of course, I have been out of Texas, but blah, blah, blah, I just think it's fun chatting with you! Anyways~how did you link my site to yours through the word "BLOG"? Too complicated for an email? Don't fret, just let me know if it is easy. Later!
8/04/2006 7:57 AM
Anonymous said…
Love them Jennifer!!! Made me laugh, as I am drinking my morning coffee!
~Sue
8/07/2006 8:00 AM
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