First off....
She's awesome.
She's the crafty, beautiful & smart version of me! I'm her funny 'fluffy' bloggy bestie (hahahaha). You know, the one the guys fight over NOT to have.
Please stop by after you leave me your thoughts on today's question and give her some birthday love!!
Thank you, thank you for all the wonderful comments from last week's Who Would You Be?
Per usual, here were some left by you awesome blogpeople with my feedback on what you said.
Saskia said...
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I'd like to be Jillian Michaels IF I could still wake up next to my own MR.
What would I do?
Did I mention my own Mr.?
(If that's too Disgusting Pig, delete without hesitation.) - Are you insane? Delete this comment? I'm sharing it girl.
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I need to get that book.
I would pick.. um....Angelina Jolie and then I would roll over and make sweet sweet monkey love to Brad Pitt... - This was my FAVORITE comment. Who doesn't want to make sweet monkey love to Brad Pitt?
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I always say I want to be guy for one day. Parts and all. Just to see what it would be like. I don't need to be any certain guy just some dude on the street. But I also say I'm positive I wouldn't get anything done all day I'd be to busy with the parts. At least I'm honest.
- LMAO.
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Okay, so I can't narrow this down to just one choice, multiple choice will have to do.
1. Husband: Seriously, though, if I make him do the things I do in one day, if I were the one in his body, then he'd enjoy being me, now, wouldn't he?
2. Vin Disel: But then I'd stand in front of the mirror all day covering my body with baby oil, and reading outloud. (swoon)
3. My nine month old son: So I can find out just what is so fascinating about the ceiling fan.
2. How much oil do you need? And will you be having photos done?
3. Do you think the fan just needs to be clean and he can't stop looking at it until you Swiffer it off?
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On to this week's question:
"Have you ever done something you were ashamed off? Hurt someone, something, anything that has been eating at the very core of you?"
I ask that you post anonymously if you like and just unload. Be honest. Let it out.
Whatever.
It's your secret.
To share with me today.
One rule: Don't be nasty about other blogger's secrets. Or I'll delete your ass :)
Ahem...and don't forget to stop and wish Happy Birthday to Shorty @ Securityville.
15 ramblings of your own:
First of all, thank you so much for my birthday wishes and bloggy love! You are so sweet! By far the sweetest blogger I've met! And, when I think of you I picture a beautiful ocean with amazing flowers and all kinds of good scents that must be floating through your Hawaiian life! You're truly awesome!
On to your question... there are several things that I did as a kid and as a teenager that I regret....I was a stupid, punk-ass, idiot who tried to look cool all the time and hurt a lot of people in the process. Thank goodness when I got to about 19 I started to see how damaging I was and began to make amends and become a better friend and family member. But, when I was young I was a liar (made up stories to make myself look cool on a regular basis), a small time thief (stole a Michael Jackson Thriller cassette from my BEST friend who would've let me borrow it, then lied to her when she found it in my room), and a trouble maker (plotted mischievous deeds and was an all-out bad ring leader among my friends). My poor mother! Now, at the age of 35 I am teaching my son to be exactly the opposite of what I was, letting him know exactly how certain actions can harm others, even if they are just kids. So far he's a very compassionate and loving child, which I hope to only nurture.
Man, did I take up some space or what??? Have a great day, Rambler! Love ya!
Hmmm. Nothing in the last 10-20years or so, but in high school I told a big, fat nasty lie that ultimately ruined a friendship. It stuck with me for a loooong time. I supose that's good, though, I certainly learned a lesson!
Ok, since we're both from Hawaii...you'll know what I'm talking about. When I was a senior in high school I wanted to be with the "in" crowd. I sure got in alright. Well, the "in" crowd started getting into Pakalolo and so did I. Then they moved on to bigger and better things. I still wanted in. I followed. I got into batu. One night my friend let me borrow her car because I had snuck out and it was already morning. I couldn't walk home or my mom would know I've beenout all night.I was driving home and when I went to go park the car on the side of my house, there was a huge slap of cement where the drainage goes from the rain. Well, I hit that and ended up messing up her axle or whatever it's called under her car. I felt so bad but never told her. I think this is one of my biggest secrets. Oh, and on my blog, I just posted another secret of mine yesterday. Please don't tell anyone ok?
Too many to name!!! My life is so full of things I regret... but at the same time I don't regret because I learned and grew up from those experiences. What eats at me is how I really hurt my first love. He was really my first love. I fell in love with him in Kindergarten and we got together in High School and I treated him so bad. I didn't know how to be in a relationship. Sweet teddy bear of a guy turned into a jackass because of me. I will always regret that.
The results of this inquiry aren't gonna be funny like last week's comments.
Sheesh. I need me some laughs.
When I was in gradeschool I teased a girl who was in "Special Ed." Teased her daily, and she hated it.
This makes me the Official Biggest A-Hole in your comments roster.
If there's going to be a badge or something, make the "grabbing" of the HTML real simple, because on an unrelated note I'm also The Biggest Moron on Earth.
(The kid I teased; she's probably a computer programmer now.)
I had too much to drink once in college and make out with a boy who was not my boyfriend of nearly 3years.
I had never cheated before (or since) and it remains one of my lowest points ever.
I still feel guilty about it.
Yes. Sigh.
I regret being mean to a boy named Mitch in the 6th grade. Everyone hated him. I tried to be nice, but he was so antagonistic and said so many hurtful things I snapped at him. I wish I'd been more patient now!
Gosh, we were all so mean in our teen years, weren't we? And I was no different. TO THIS DAY I regret making fun of the weight of a boy in junior high. Funny thing was, I really liked him. He was a nice kid and very funny. And very overweight. So where did I choose to focus my attention? That's right. On his weight. Every day.
I often wonder if the poor kid ever went home and just cried about all the relentless, unjustified mean-ness being tossed his way - and when I think about it, I could just cry myself.
I think that is part of what makes me so totally unconcerned now about the appearance of others. The guilt of it all. Now I can honestly say I pick my friends based on their inner qualities and don't care a whit about their outer "flaws".
I'd remember my grandma's birthday. I was her caretaker for the final year of her life, and I forgot her last birthday on this earth. I feel like a tool every time I think about it. Her house was filled with delivered flowers and greeting cards... and I still didn't get the clue.
I'm so sorry Grandma. I hope you knew how much I loved you even though my memory sucks.
You commented on my blog about doing the balls with red velvet cake...those are different, those are called cake balls. Those are made differently then the oreo truffles. Freeze the balls then put them in the melted chocolate, it's so much easier. Hope that helps with your mess with melted chocolates.
waaaaay too many to name. I can torture myself about something I did when I was 10.
A tame confession -
I had this best friend in elementary school, who I was inseperable too. she was a nerd, i was a nerd, we were constantly together. Then I moved to Mexico City for two years, and I became a 'cool kid'.
She visited me when I was on vacation in CA, and was just as awesome as I remembered her, but now I was embarrassed of her.
At one point she said: Isn't it so great that we're best friends?
And I said: NO. We're not.
Then when I moved back, we ignored each other because we moved in different social groups....
But I apologized/made amends as an adult, so I don't feel as bad about that one as I used to.
Just things to "myself" if that makes sense. I am ashamed of some things I did carelessly with or to myself. I suppose I am ashamed of how I've spoken to my husband a few times. It certainly didn't make me feel good. I try and correct these feelings by over-explaining until people don't want to talk anymore. LOL
Thanks for including me. I've run into quite a few bloggers with April birthdays.
Ummm, wow. I did a lot of stuff that I like to FORGET! But I used to do a lot of drugs, marijuana and cocaine to be exact! I made some rash decisions and almost ruined my life and some other things to match. WOW! That felt better telling someone. Ahh! I was really mean in school too, if I run into them online, they say that I have changed. I have, I am older, wiser and a mother and a wife!
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