Oh, only if every day was Derlurking Day. *sigh* No, seriously, that was fun. I had no idea that you guys (the 40 some of you that actually commented) were even out there. What a pleasant surprise! (And for the record, I think bloggers that don’t return the favor on such a day by commenting/emaling back aren’t the sweetest kids on the block. Similar or exactly the same as the ones who ignore you on twitter when you ask a direct question. To them directly. And they ignore you. Anyway.)
Out of eternal gratitude, I offer up a set of my very own answers:
1) I am a lurker…but not here. That would be silly. I read a gazillion blogs through a reader every morning just like every damn body else and click through to comment only when possessed by a tickle or a giggle or something brilliant to say that I just can’t ignore. I’m just like you.
2) This past weekend my cousin came over with her 2 small sons who are really my cousins but since she and I are the same age, I feel like I should call them my nephews. Can I just do that? Okay, well, they came over on Saturday and spent the night. Having my cousin so close thrills me more than I can even tell you. Sunday, I took the girls ice skating and I had a flurry of 80’s couples skate flashbacks on the ice. After, we went to dinner with my mother. Oh yeah, and somehow over the course of the weekend, we played about 6 hours of Rock Band before Monday morning arrived. Perfect weekend.
3) I made sweet and sour chicken with brown rice for dinner. Yum.
4) Once upon a time, there was this girl who ordered the 30 Day Shred. It sat on her nightstand for 3 whole weeks before she even attempted to remove the plastic wrap. Today, she was brave enough to try it out and she quickly realized she was right to be fearful. It was freaking tough. The girl went on to complain about it on facebook and then all of a sudden a few of her friends said they would do it, too. Now she gets to do it every day for 30 days and track her progress. And they all lived (just shoot me) happily ever after. **I just started a 30 day Shred FB Group – do you want to join?**
5) I love you, truly. Thank you for all of the sweet comments on Monday. You rock. xo
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My cousin and I who are only a few years apart in age, but have kids the same age call each other Aunt Jen and Aunt Carrie to our kids. They will probably grow up totally confused, but it just makes more sense to us.
Ooooooooooh, dinner looks good!! Was it easy? Where did you get the recipe?
Also, I really like your plates!!!! I get new ones in June, and I really want white plates. Where did you get ‘em?
I have NO IDEA where we got those plates. When we moved back to VA and officially became the house where all the holidays happened, my mother bought me 2 sets of the same dishes so I would have enough for everyone to have the same plates. That was in 2003, so….
And the recipe is from a Sun Bird sauce packet - minus the pineapple.
hey are we doing this sherd thing-jeez, i best get my butt out and buy it- now how many times a week- everyday x30? aRE we recording our progress on our FB?
Yes, I’m going to start a FB group today and invite you. I’ll explain the game plan there
Oh the 30 Day Shred. It is good and makes you hurty, which means I will look like Jillian Michaels in 30 days, yes?
Until that day when I’m no longer hurty, I am not allowed to laugh. It hurts my abs.
I’m thinking about it….when are you planning this 30 day shred movement?? I have to get the DVD…
You mean lugging 50lb bags of animal feed isn’t enough exercise when my arms and shoulders are still burning from Monday’s 1,000 lb haul – not once but several times? From the store to the back of the truck. From the truck to the tractor. From the tractor to the barn door. From the barn door to be hoisted and poured into storage bins????
i’m so happy i’ll have people to commiserate with!! i’m loving the 30-day shred…but Jillian Michaels is totally kicking my ass!
Maybe a few more Lurkers will pop in now. I know I have a lot of them that are rather shy.
Well now I feel a little lame for not delurking. Although, in my defense, I am about four days behind in my reader, so I guess that makes me a late lurker.
Regardless, I may be late and a post off, but: I love you.
I’m sorry I didn’t comment on delurking day. I have let my google reader get waaayyyy out of hand. I am trying to catch up, but since I have become unemployed, I am way too busy doing nothing day and night to get anything important accomplished. I’ll try harder to be good, promise.