I’m learning more and more how truly random I am. In conversations with friends, I will undoubtedly change direction one million times. And then change it again—SQUIRREL!— for no apparent reason. It’s Wednesday, so three cheers for being random. Hip, hip, hooray!

I made my Christmas list this week and hung it on the fridge. You know, so Santa knows exactly what I want.

I went to Costco this week to buy something in massive quantities I’ll probably won’t be done with until next year. But I like knowing I have it.

A lady at the gym plopped her weights, gym bag, and water bottle in front of me then decided she’d shoo me backwards. Um, listen up sweetheart, this ain’t Cuba and you ain’t Castro.

A friend of mine told me a Christian man had texted her asking her on a date. Hello? Wasn’t junior high like ten years ago?

I asked God to send me chocolate as a diversion from writing, but I know He doesn’t work like that. So I stole some from the kid’s Halloween stash, then asked for forgiveness instead 😉

Someone told me Parker was handsome and looked like me. Instead telling them our familial and marital family tree, I just smiled and nodded. Is this still lying?

I made minute rice for the first (and last) time of my life. Giada  De Laurentiis would be sad. Very, very sad.

Is anyone else uncomfortable wearing nail polish or lipstick with completely inappropriate names? I vow to never paint my lips or nails with anything that has promiscuous in the name. It might make me go crazy. Heaven help us all!

There should be morning do-over if I wake up on the wrong side of the bed. Even if there’s only one way off the bed. Today, I need a do-over.

And if I’m not the only random person out there, sound off. If I am, please deal with me in spite of my randomness.

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