A thousand thank-ye's to the many who so selflessly helped me to be selfish for a few more posts. Salutations and gratitudes.
I think I'm going to go the rattle-em-off route:
Fig: Every part of my anatomy has swollen to twice its usual size - except for the one feature I wouldn't mind being bigger. (It is severely unfair.)
Kristina P: If I could live anywhere, it would be wherever my family is. And hopefully they would be somewhere with beaches, mountains and forests, as well as four months summer, four months fall, three months spring and one month winter. If you find such a place, let me know.
Rachel Sue: What drives me craziest in the blog world? The comparisons. The "holy freak she has hundreds of followers and I don't!" and the thinking everyone else is cool besides you. But maybe that's just women in general.
Danielle asked what I do to keep my kids entertained all day. We play. We go to the park and out for walks quite a bit. Errands always take up a ridiculous amount of time. I also go to a scripture-study class once a week (it has childcare), and I'm part of a temple group where we take turns watching one another's kids while the other two go to the temple. So once a week I'm either baby-sitting or at the temple.
On the "off-days," ... We play. We play on the tramp. We play ball. We play cars. We play zoo. We go to the lake and feed the ducks. We pile into a chair and read books. We have lots of playdates and visits and serving others. We play a lot a lot a lot of games - Cherry-O, Go Fish, Candyland, Cat and the Hat. Puzzles and I Spy and dominoes and fort-building and riding bikes. We cook (they love pounding bread.) We draw. We play-dough. We glitter. We trace.
And every afternoon we take a nap.
Kimberly: If the stars aligned and we had a kid-free day together, we'd do NOTHING. Perhaps cook some delicious chocolate recipes in the kitchen. Perhaps get free facials and massages and the full spa treatment (the stars are aligned, yes?) But mostly - we would NOT do dishes, NOT do laundry, NOT supervise children, NOT do anything we normally do. We would just talk until our tongues are sore and laugh until our bellies ache and grin until our cheeks no longer move.
That's what we'd do.
Kathy: Clinical strength deodorant. Pros: I don't stink. Cons: I still sweat like I'm being paid to do it. And it stains my clothes yellow. And yet I still put it on every morning.
Nikki: That really is me in the profile picture. I was the stake director of Girls Camp at the time. I think that explains the shaving cream.
I am 5'7" on the dot. Thank goodness you didn't ask my weight.
I am due April 1st. But we don't say April 1st. We say "the end of March." Because March 31st sounds EONS closer than April 1st. (EIGHT WEEKS TO GO!!!!!!! And I'm totally justified in at least another twenty exclamation points.)
I have no allergies. Though freshly cut grass makes me itch, even if I'm just walking by it. (Does this happen to everybody?)
I pronounce my blog name pen-seeve-uh-tee. Though frankly I never pronounce it. That's just how George does it when he's filing that particular paper.
The Wingnut's: I love low-fat JIF peanut butter. Not because I'm all for low-fat. Oh, no no no. Because it really does taste better. Nuttier. Thicker. Yummier. I just wish they sold it in the big containers.
Harmony: I have no idea how many tiles are on my kitchen floor. I try not to look at it. The shiny dried milk drips and petrified cheerios do nothing for my self esteem. I'm also incapable of making something interesting if I'm expected to. Apologies.