Thursday, July 16, 2009

Writer’s workshop



Today, I seem to be keeping the baby-induced-narcolepsy at bay, so I am participating in Mama Kat’s writer’s workshop.

The prompt is:  “What are three things we would love to know about you?”

Well, I am not actually sure what you would love to know about me.  I am assuming: EVERYTHING.

So, here are just three random facts that came to me:


1) I have a secret fear of elevators.  If I don’t have stroller/kid, I will take the stairs every time. 

It is secret, because I never say anything or act differently once I am on an elevator, my heart just pounds a little, and my palms get a little damp.  And inside I’m saying, “Oh please Lord, let me make it to the top!”

I think it is because I have a reoccurring dream that I am falling in an elevator.  Like the cables break, and suddenly I fall to my doom.  Yep, insta-palm-sweat.


2)  I like cherries and cherry snow-cones, but all other cherry flavored things are gross to me.  Have you noticed that the fake cherry flavor tastes NOTHING like a real cherry?  They should really work on that.


3)  I hate getting woken up.  And I don’t mean in the middle of the night- I mean EVER.  If somebody wakes me up, even if they do it gently (my mom used to rip open the blinds and sing a horrible “Good Morning” song.  Not so gentle.) I feel a slight surge of hatred for them.

The only thing that I don’t hate getting woken up by is my alarm.  And sometimes Joseph.  But mostly my alarm.


So, there you have it- were you riveted?

Oh, and a bonus fact:  I have typed this entire post with a fudgecicle held in my mouth.  My tongue is numb, my teeth hurt, but I am happy.


Jen said...

you are awesome!

Ter said...

do you have chocolate dripping down your chin?

I'm surprised you didn't take a picture of said fudgicle in your mouth while typing.

T Rex Mom said...

I think I knew that you did not like to be woken up.

By the way, we're excited to have you guys over tomorrow - we'll try to stay cool and have fun.

Katie said...

I know you have no idea who the heck I am, but I read your blog through a link on T Rex Mom's page.

I am glad that someone else has that same horrifying dream of a falling elevator. I thought I was the only one.

I won't get in one if it's 2 floors or less to my stop, if I have to ride alone, or if it's so hot outside I wouldn't be able to be stuck in the elevator when it breaks.

septembermom said...

Impressive that you can type with a fudgsicle in your mouth!! Multi-tasker for sure! Elevators kind of freak me out too. Have a great weekend:)

Nina said...

Oh that sounds good... the fudgicle.

I don't mind elevators in two or three story buildings but I get the same way if it is a big building and I have to go up high.

Jenners said...

I was riveted. And impressed with the Fudgesicle feat. Impressive.

And I'm always a little nervous in elevators -- and really panicked in ones that are made of glass. Too freaky.