How Do You Be So Short?

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On Wednesday, my family will be shuffling off to Tennessee to celebrate Thanksgiving with my grandparents. I'm really looking forward to this opportunity to bond with my grandmother over Scrabble and shopping and back-to-back episodes of What Not to Wear. I also can't wait for my grandpa to dazzle me with some sort of mind-bending equation and to tell me how proud of me he is, no matter what I'm struggling with at the time. These people are precious to me, and I'm going to be too busy enjoying their company to care about blogging on a schedule.

That said, my lovely friend Tyler will most likely be the one hitting the "publish" button on whatever entries I manage to write up and queue on the 13-hour car ride through The Most Boring States in the Union. He doesn't know this yet, but I'm also blaming him for any typos that appear during that time. (Mua ha ha.)

Topics that are floating around in the recesses of my brain as potential topics:

  • my history with female friendships and why I currently spend so much time alone
  • the things I dream about doing once I move out and get a place of my own
  • a list of my worst traits and habits
  • my as-of-yet unwritten rules about how to properly use Twitter
  • a video podcast with Juan Pedro and our sock monkey tea set
  • an apology to the boys of the world for all crimes committed against them
  • something about bacon

I'm not the type of person who gets thirty emails a day from people wanting to know more about my life, but if you, the fine people of the internet, have anything you've ever wanted to know about me or my friends or my cat or whatever, feel free to leave a request in the comments. Alternatively, tell me what your plans are for Thanksgiving, and I'll tell you why you'd be better off visiting my grandparents.

Thursday's Child

Thursday's Child

And what you don't know yet is that I'll be putting typos into your posts before I hit publish. HAH!

gRegor

gRegor

1) Do you have any scars? Physical ones, I mean.
2) How many stuffed animals do you own?
3) What's your favorite Thanksgiving food?

gRegor

gRegor

Wait, you already blogged about scars. Duh. Disregard that one — unless you have other scars.

Emma

Emma

I'm gonna de-lurk for the first time and comment to say that we don't have Thanksgiving here in New Zealand, but I hear that's a fav place of yours as it pretty much is Middle Earth :)

Is staying in NZ a good enough reason to not have Thanksgiving? Hehe

I really enjoy your blog btw, so entertaining! Probably because my sense of humour seems similar to yours! I'd guess that it's best I'm on the other side of the world, don't know if the earth could handle both of us in one place!

Rachelskirts

Rachelskirts

Emma, I totally plan to write up a full post in response to this (and in honor of New Zealand), but I first wanted to do a little happy dance in appreciation of your de-lurking. *jig*

Oh, and while your final sentence is stolen from my head (fun! weird! how are there two of me?), I propose that we should meet up whenever I make it to your fine country in spite of the risk of the world imploding. I will buy you a cupcake (assuming you have THOSE in New Zealand), and we can laugh ourselves silly while basking in our mutual awesomeness. Deal?