I’m it.
I’ve been tagged, so now I’m IT… and Trish did it first… so, I will have to say my 7 things and tag someone else. It’s like a blog chain letter… And on such a busy day, too. Oh, bother.
- I live for poop jokes. ANYTHING that has to do with the large or small intestines is the height of humor. Microbial fermentation in the alimental canal? – Rockin’. Wind in the willows? The soul of wit. “Beans, beans the magical fruit…?” My theme song. I’m telling you, it’s a gas.
- My biggest pet peeve: wet bathroom sinks. Ewe… Get a towel people and dry that counter off!
- On the list of the 5 celebrities that you would leave your husband for (well, at least for a long weekend), 3 are already dead. Alton and Clapton, you should be nervous.
- I hate syrup on pancakes. Especially “pancake syrup” which is just stoopid as a concept. IF you dare to violate the purity of a flat baked good, at least have the decency to use REAL MAPLE syrup. Preferably from Vermont. (Truth be told, I hate when others put syrup on pancakes. It, weirdly, offends me.)
- The pumpkin is my totem animal.
- I don’t like to think of them as “chin hairs.” So, I pluck my “stray eyebrows.”
- I like to swim underwater. It’s soothing and quiet and, oh, so temporary. I don’t get to do that much anymore, and I really miss it.
So, there you have it. Me in a weird nutshell. Now. Alias Mother, it’s your turn.
Gentle readers: I can vouch for the poop joke fascination.
Love you!
Sorry, no poop jokes for you, but may I ask just what you doo put on your pancakes?
Ah! Butter. Sometimes. Usually I just put my hands on them. I believe pancakes are a finger food most of the time. A great pancake is naturally sweet, soft (I am the queen of sending back pancakes that have set in the heating window too long) and hot. They should be light and fluffy with NO black marks anywhere. Proper bubble migration management during cooking is key. Flip too soon and you get gooey flat pancakes. Flip too late and the cakes are dry and have too many holes on one side.
Cod, I have spent too much time thinking about this. I have a sickness. Flapjackitus.
OK – Bambi never comments, but what she emailed was too funny:
“Okay, the pancake thing? Ya gotta get over it. Syrup on pancakes is a natural. (Although I agree with you about “pancake syrup.” Ick.) But butter and real maple syrup? Delicious. O-licious, even. And better yet – fruit syrup on pancakes. Especially BLUEBERRY syrup on pancakes! Yum,
yummmm, yummmmmmm!
I may have to go to IHOP for dinner.”
You go girl!
Yep, IHOP has that all you can eat pancakes deal right now EP!! This is my first time here, Emilie, I am Heather Here’s sister! And you are HILARIOUS!!! I think maybe I should go back and edit my weirdness, because I was just not very forthcoming. Such as, I NEVER shave my armpits, and every summer my children disown me. Really.
BW