Sarah Palin?!? Really guys? I looked like Sarah Palin in my sweater and fake glasses?
My vision is 20/20, but if this ever changes, we can safely say I’ll be getting contacts. No need to be associated with the crazies.
And that’s probably the most you’ll ever hear me speak on any political issue.
I’m just giving you guys a hard time. I will say she is semi-attractive, and there are worse political figures to resemble.
Like Janet Reno.
Kelly tagged me in this little survey the other day, and since I’m spending a good amount of time wrapping up loose ends and traveling (ie not much writing going on), I thought you could get to know me a little better.
1. Vacation: beach or mountains? This could not be an easier choice for me. The beach. I crave the sand and sun. Anyone want to take me on vacation soon? This winter crap is really wearing me down.
2. Luggage: check it or carry it on? Carry on. Or at least I’m going to attempt that with my overstuffed bag before I pay the fees. Unless my shoes are also being served a meal, I don’t think they should pay to be on the plane.
3. Bed: make it or leave it a rumpled comfy mess? Are my parents coming to visit? If so, I make it. Otherwise, it’ll most likely be a “straightened mess”.
4. Races: smaller or bigger? A happy medium. Bigger can get annoying because I hate playing the “dodge all the other runners and try not to get stepped on” game. Just make sure I have room to run. Then the size isn’t as big of a thing. But not small enough where it’s not chip-timed. I’m way too obsessive compulsive about my race times. I need exact splits!
5. Toilet paper roll: over or under? Being as how I spend extensive amounts of time thinking about this as I change the roll, my answer is… oh wait. I don’t. Um. Probably under? I couldn’t even tell you what it is in my bathroom right now.
6. Pancakes: thick and fluffy or thin and crepe-like? Thick and fluffy. The closer to the consistency of cake it is, the happier Amy is. Too thin makes it a crepe. Then it’s not a pancake. It’s a crepe. Get it straight.
7. Alarm: get up or hit snooze? Get up. Snooze is way too dangerous. What would most likely happen is that I would turn it completely “off” instead. And that’s a world of trouble. If we’re being honest, I rarely ever get to the alarm part of waking up, anyways. I hate the sound so much, it’s like my body purposely wakes me up a couple minutes beforehand.
I’m not going to tag people, but I do want you to answer a question anyways (because I do what I want).
You’re stuck on a broken elevator. What celebrity do you want in there with you? And why (remember, there ARE cameras in elevators)? I’m gonna go with Chelsea Handler on this one. Assuming we’d pass the time with an extremely entertaining conversation and that she is equipped with adult hydration of some sort. This is logical to me because if I’m on an elevator, it’s most likely in my office building and I’m in no hurry to get out and go back to work. I’d rather wait it out…
Well I’m about to jump into work and get this show on the road.
Mon has today off, so she’ll be popping in with lunch at noon. I couldn’t be happier about this. Firstly, because I get to see my friend before I go home. Secondly, because I had slimmed down the food to the point where the only things laying around that are fresh are half a red onion in the refrigerator and two pieces of bread on the counter.
Take a guess at which one of those items I had for breakfast.
And yes, I’m THAT good at meal planning before a traveling weekend.
Anyhoo, I’ll catch you tomorrow when I’m in Missouri. Maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll even throw in a couple “ya’lls” and such to match the accent I’m sure to pick back up. I’m horrible about copying the people around me. Since moving a few years ago, I’ve dropped some of my southern drawl (where I’m from, it’s not heavy, but still present) and do have a bit of a “Chicago accent”. Then I go home and a bit more of that drawl creeps back in.
The combination of the two just make me sound like a lost soul. *Sigh.
Stop rambling, Amy. Time to go.