The Winterrose Chronicles 13:

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That said, Buffy Winterrose shares with us her latest amusing meme. Let us be voyeurs and take a look, shall we? (Trust me on this, you'll be glad you did!)

By Buffy Winterrose

Hmmm....that would be in 1998...I was on fertility meds...and going CRAZY on those demon pills! (HOLY! CRAP!) Also I was volunteering at a local elementary school tutoring kids so they could read better.

Here's the thing about that....I wasn't a "teacher" or anything...(and I found out later that I wasn't supposed to give the kids homework)...I was just supposed to listen to them read and help them out...prod about letter sounds, help them sound things out...stuff like that. Sooooo...to help them with sight words or words they stumbled on...I would make flashcards for them for the words they got wrong so they could practice them....no big right? Wrong!

Cause...see.......I'm not a great speller....at all...I am so "one with spell check".

And...uh...sometimes I spelled words in such a way....well.... as to be..."creative"...well the technical term might be "incorrect"...on the flashcards...the flashcards of reading and practicing. (When I say "sometimes"... I really mean more than that. Like ....almost.... "often".)

If I noticed that my kid had flashcards that were misspelled...I'd do the same thing.

I blame it on the demon pills. Hormones make you crazy...and a poor speller. There really should be a warning label about that. *Writes misspelled letter to Sanofi-Aventis*

2. Clean the house before the party on Saturday so I'm not so embarrassed that the room we've been "working on" hasn't changed since I painted it...two years ago.

3. Put new tape over the holes on the stairs...cause I don't want people to get their feet caught in the holes and trip on the stairs. Also just because I think new tape looks better than old tape. And I want to "dress up" my house.

4. Finish knitting the baby blanket I am making for my sister in law. Because it'd be nice if it were finished in time for her grandkids to use it. Also I bought yarn to make a blanket for my neighbor....and I have to finish this other one before I can start on the neighbor one.

Yeah...my neighbor is so not getting her blanket on time. Glory tells me I won't be done with my SIL's blanket until her kid is in college. She's such a supportive kid.

5. Mail off Christmas presents. Seriously. I still have two presents on my counter. I am determined to get them mailed off before Easter! That would be a miracle...just in time for Easter...which is fitting...although not really "Christmas...y". Maybe I should put some plastic eggs in with them so it's like a present "eggtravaganza".

After I went on the obligatory trip to Disneyland....I would pay off my house and buy a car with a radio...a working radio... and working door locks...and seat heaters...ones that weren't broken.

I would buy a bed that didn't have a mountain range in it. Seriously...it's like the continental divide. I feel like Lewis..or Clark..or maybe Sacajawea when I sleep. (BTW...Clark spells "ocean", "ocian". I bet he's pretty embarrassed too!)

Possibly recarpet the stairs...but I wouldn't want to seem uppity and like the money had changed me...so maybe not. But then if I had that much money I would be a target for sue-age... from people tripping on my stairs..so it would be smart to recarpet...or at least buy better tape that wouldn't wear out so quickly.

I'd hold a contest for my siblings...whoever wrote me the sweetest most suckup letter would get a house. (Then I'd buy them all houses anyway...but not till I had the letters.) Except now that I wrote that... my sibs might find out about my trick. So...um...I wouldn't really buy them ALL houses...just the winner. (Make those letters good guys!)

I'd pay for the "stinky" kid's mom to get help so she could be there for her kids. Cause no one wants to be the "stinky kid".

I'd put a pit in my garage so it would be easier to work on cars. And I'd get one of those machines that suck out the oil and the various fluids that are in a car...and I'd be the neighborhood car... fluid... sucker...and replacer. (Cause you have to put new stuff in after you take the old stuff out.)

I'd adopt kids. At least one beautiful Latin girl. (I know..totally redundant...using beautiful to describe a Latin girl.)

Then I'd save the rest and build a dynasty for my kids. A dynasty of stair tape.

1. Myrtle Creek, Oregon -You haven't really lived till you've lived in Oregon. Myrtle Creek may not be the best place...but it IS in Oregon. (As of the 2000 census 40.4% of people under 18 and over 65 live below the poverty line. But they love Oregon SO MUCH that they just sit around and look at it..so the poverty thing doesn't bug them.)

3. Riverside, California- (Ok it was only for the summer but still.) Official night sound brought to you by Viper Auto Security Devices. "Step away from the vehicle or I will be forced to continue making this sound!" Also the earthquakes make things lively.

4. Klamath Falls, Oregon-Not as close to the Oregon Coast as Myrtle Creek...but it's got the word "Falls" in it. (Honestly, if you live in Oregon you really should have more fog...and rain.)

5. A Room In My Mom's Basement- But it was only after we sold our first house and needed a place to stay for 2.5 months. We fit the "bachelor T.V.", the futon, a computer desk, AND a clothes holder thinger in there! It was a tight fit. When the futon was folded out there wasn't any floor space to stand in. And I think we may have bought a door for the room...cause it didn't have one.

1. I was an official ice cream tasterPretty much the best job ever! The ice cream place I worked at was S L O W in the day so we spent most of our time making up new menu items.

OK, so we sat around eating shakes, banana splits, hamburgers, and trying to make the pizza's edible. We never ate the steaks though, they were expensive.

(It was so slow that there were only three people working the day shift. For a restaurant that seated 50+. We only had two customers the whole time I worked there. The night shift was CRAZY BUSY though!)

It was BORING but the food was amazing! (They still owe me a paycheck..but I figure it's a wash with all the food I ate.)

(I have had TWO jobs at "nice" ice cream places... that also sold food. They both went out of business. I do not feel this is connected to my eating of inventory in any way. Besides, at the second place I didn't eat as much ice cream..cause we actually had customers.)

They went out of business. So did the next two food related places that took over the space.

5. Mom's BakeryI decorated cakes there. At first my cakes were quite sad and I still feel guilty for giving them to people. But they got better and I don't feel guilty about the "older" ones.

Once, when I was decorating a graduation cake...I wrote "Congradulations!" My boss pointed out the misspelling. I underlined the "grad" part so it looked on purpose.

1. I have only worked at two places that did not go out of business. I like to think this is because I enjoy working at independent places instead of chains. Or it could be an ancient Gypsy curse that will only be lifted when I find true happiness. I should go sleep with a vampire to reverse it. I hear Spike is unattached..... (That is a Buffy the Vampire Slayer reference..if you don't "get it" then you should come over and watch them with me.)

2. I enjoy hot chocolate year round. Because I am often cold. And the taste of hot chocolate is pleasing to my palate. Which is why I want to live somewhere that is foggy and rainy...because then people won't think I'm weird for drinking hot chocolate in the summer.

3. I have a hard time saying R's next to W's. Non of my children will ever have names with R's or W's in a four letter radius.

*I* think I should get a disability check. They ask me to say "Rear Wheel Drive" so they can hear me say it "Rweew Reawl Dwive".

Laughing at the disabled will get you into hell. I tell them this but they are laughing too hard to hear me.

D. I really like socks. Soft and fluffy, (but not the kind of fluffy that disintegrates into a linty poof all over our clothes when I dry them), socks. If Edward wants to get on my good side he comes home with a couple pairs of socks.

They have to have enough elastic that they stay up but not so much that they're like a girdle for your feet. I am offended when I receive "girdle socks". I do not have "love handles" on my feet!

They also must be cushiony and warm. (See number 2. ) I have a pair or two that are GREAT for sliding across the wood floor! I get a running start and then see if I can make it across the kitchen.

E. I like jackets. I have a hard time not buying them at the used clothing store. I found one that was faux leopard fur once..but it was about 76 sizes too big for me, and 12.8 feet too long. I still almost bought it. It would have been a great throw rug.

Addendum to E. I also like capes. Capes are the best choice in coverings! I used to have a black velvet one...that I bought at the used clothing store. I LOVED it!!! It was a short cape so it was very versatile and didn't make me look like one of those people who make you call them by their "game name". (No offense to all you D&Ders out there.) I don't know where it got off to. I think someone stole it..or Edward gave it back to the used clothing store.

The Last One. And finally...I can tell apart different brands of root beer...even in a double blind taste test. Yes, with both my eyes closed... no peaking.

Barq's is horrid and has a "rooty" flavor to it that makes it "bite". (Henry Weinhard's is also too "rooty".) I will not drink either of these kinds. I would rather drink warm tap water.

Mug noses out A&W by a hair. (Does that make you think about nose hair? That's not what I meant.) It has a bit less vanilla flavor in it.

Howies is too sugary and makes me feel like brushing my teeth after I drink it. But I will still drink it on occasion. That occasion being there isn't any A&W or Mug around.

About Buffy Winterrose:

I'm a room mom, PTA Queen, and sometimes I even go out and earn money just for kicks...and money.

The Winterrose Chronicles 13: Tagged with a Meme

About Buffy Winterrose: