Friday, May 2, 2008

Sign In Please

I read about this internet deal on a few other sites, it’s names a "meme", (which I thought was me-me or “all about me”, a type list of predetermined questions) But there was a controversy see here, and although I don’t fully get it, and sometimes never do, I really don’t care. I want to participate. This reminds me of the infamous slam books of my misspent youth.
A slam book was a 35 cent notebook (yes, Beaver, notebooks could be purchased from the school bookstore for 35 cents back in the 70’s) that you purchased and personalized with questions, and posing as anonymous 4th graders (you signed in under a number on the first page, and then answered each subsequent question on a line over the number- like you write a fraction.) The questions started benign enough, “what’s your favorite color”, and progressed from there. Until the cool swarthy 4th graders cast from “Mean Girls” started posing questions such as, “Have you ever kissed a boy” and “What size bra do you wear?” or “What is your phone number?” (In a time when most homes had only one, carefully guarded landline, in the kitchen, and phone calls to boys from giggley 4th grade girls were taboo – could land the young lady with a label of slut, preventing the admittance to Harvard or the marriage to a boy from a good family, if it were discovered.) A Shunning might take place.
Those Questions raised concern with teachers and the principal who also realized that the entire class wasn’t reading during private reading time, nor were we doing our homework. The playground was littered with the books, pages torn from them flying around the blacktop. They outlawed them, quickly, before the PTA could find out. All purchases of 35 cent notebooks became suspicious. I lovingly fingered the few pages of my slam book and life without them went on.
Until now.

Where is your cell phone? In my purse, turned off because of low battery.
Your significant other? The man of my dreams, my sexy best friend and biggest fan, Dan is at work.
Your hair? Always looks the same, no matter what. Like a brown (and sometimes reddish) football helmet. It used to be my crowning glory, now it’s just thick and plentiful, Hair. Hair of which is growing thick and plentiful everywhere. And it’s industrial strength on my chin! GAH! Another crafty thing we were not warned of in 5th grade during the “movie”- you know the one, where the mother makes ovaries and vaginas on the griddle out of pancake batter to explain the facts of life to the slumber party chicks? Uh…there are so many ancient aging secrets that are being kept so that we don’t all run off during the childbearing years.
Your mother? Aging and self inflicted lonely. I’ll leave it at that. I love you dearly mom.
Your father? Deceased now 26 years. WOW.
Your favorite thing? I really love my new couch right now.
Your dream last night? I dreamt that two of my staff were lounging in beach chairs watching the patients check in.
Your favorite drink? Water or Long Island Iced Tea.
Your dream/goal? To lose 30 lbs. and be fit, again.
The room you are in? Office.
Your fear? Death, mine and that of others.
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Migraine free! At my “normal” weight, in a different (the last) home.
Where were you last night? Watching this with my dog and husband.
What you are not? Sweet, skinny, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
Muffins? No thank you, I would prefer doughnuts.
One of your wish list items? A laptop, and Dolce & Gabana’s Light Blue.
The last thing you did? Poured a cup of Joe, created a skin cancer screening form.
What are you wearing? Black pants, turquoise, linen jacket.
Your TV? I’m in anticipation of watching tonight’s episode of Moonlight, with my lover, Mick St. John. It’s “fang-tastic”. Groan.
Your pets? My large black dog, Casper the friendly dog. He’s a cool lover-boy type guy.
Your computer? Dell, Dell, Dell.
Your life? Good. A tad boring, but good.
Your mood? Consistent. No great highs or lows, kind of bored.
Missing someone? My son. My daughter in Colorado.
Your car? A 1998 Olds Intrigue, without the I-N-T-R-I,or E on the back. Just a “G”. Runs great, paid for, and the first car that I didn’t name.
Something you are not wearing? Dolce & Gabana’s Light Blue.
Favorite store?
A confessed shopaholic, I cannot pick just one, and I won’t. I like Barnes and Noble, Marshall’s, Carson’s, Hobby Lobby and Burlington Coat Factory.
Your summer? Swimming and cooking out with the Brady’s. Hopefully, granddaughter Isabelle won’t be afraid of the pool this year, because I got some cool new water squirting devices. (more for Brian and Adam than Isabelle)
Like someone? My lover, Mick St. John.
Your favorite color? All that is Green.
When is the last time you laughed? Almost every Tuesday is good for a belly laugh. The Ladies group I belong to is crazy and we meet every Tuesday evening, for food/beverages/bullshit.
Last time you cried? Last Sunday.
Who will repost this? If you are reading this - you have been tagged. Let me know if you played along.


Sarah said...

I see you figured out linc's.
Good Job!

Carbon Based said...

Thats defintely a little girl thing. The little boys were making flip/cartoons with the corners of our note books of planes flying and blowing things up. No sissy diary stuff for us, no siree ;)

JackeeG4glamorous said...

Youth (pronounced yoot- here in da region) can't beat em, can't hang em up like a pinata and beat the crap outta dem.

Carbon Based said...

Youth is wasted on the young.