I got picked by Mamahut and Amy as one of 10 in this meme.
Rule 1. List the first ten people who have commented on one of your blog posts.
Rule 2. The meme questions:
10 Blogs, 15 Questions.
What is your favorite post from #3's blog?
Has #10 taken any pictures that have moved you?
Does #6 reply to comments on their blog?
Which part of Blogland is #2 from?
If you could give one piece of advice to #7 what would it be?
Have you ever tried something from #9's blog?
Has #1 blogged something that inspired you?
How often do you comment on #4's blog?
Do you wait excitedly for #8 to post?
How did #5's blog change your life?
Do you know any of your 10 bloggers in person?
Do any of your 10 know each other?
Out of the 10, which updates more frequently?
Which of the 10 keep you laughing?
Which of the 10 made you cry (good or bad) tears?
Yup, I got picked by 2 bloggers and I was soooo excited, I thought I had the brain power today to do this and I sat down and started and realized that at least 20 bloggers have already been picked and that limited my choices. Then my brain started to hurt, because it does that sometimes when I am stressed or just plain stupid, I would have said retarded, but that is politically incorrect and I mean no offense to anyone, I'm just saying. Maybe it's the lack of estrogen that makes my brain hurt.
Yeah estrogen, what's today? Tuesday? My period is like 10 days late. There's absolutely no chance that I'm pregnant, I don't' think, but I will surely let you know if I need to change my name to Mary. Don't even say it! Don't say it, don't.......ugh you said it! Perimenopause.
I have a million things on my mind. My dear friend called yesterday, very early, very unusual for her and I knew what she intended to tell me as soon as she said hello. You see I woke up at 1:03 am to pee, sorry, TMI, but important to the plot. Then when I woke up for the day at 5:20 I said to myself, "oh I must call Dear Friend and wish her an early Happy Thanksgiving" She always calls me on Thanksgiving and we won't be home and I'm not sure she has my cell number. Then at 7 am the phone rang and I knew it was bad news. Her father had passed away at 1:06 am. Spingles a little? Yeah the hair on my neck is still standing up.
My day just got better and better, SIL called, my step sister's husband has brain cancer and just 6 months to live. Whynot's Cub friend texted to say please pray for my step dad he had a CAT scan and the Dr said to come in Tuesday to talk about it. Yeah, they never say come in when it's good news.
I have a million and 47 things to do before 5 ish on Wednesday, when we leave for The Ranch. I'll be lucky if I get THREE things done. At the very least I have to clean the pig pens or the house is gonna smell horrendous when we get back. Which leads to one more item on the to do list, take out the garbage too. And I still have to get to Jewel to buy some Gancia Spumante.
So with many apologies and deep regret, I am bowing out of this Meme. But it's up there for anyone who wants it.
Tomorrow I'll be packing and running around like a headless chicken, so I may not have time to post. I'd like to take this moment to wish all of you a Happy Thanksgiving. Count your blessings and be thankful for what you have, I know I am.