Eight is the magic number

1. I had a pier­ced ton­gue in college. I thought it was really cool. But when faced with the choice of con­ti­nuing to have my college edu­ca­tion paid for and taking out the ton­gue ring or kee­ping it in and paying for college myself, I opted to take it out.

2. I have no rhythm. Elaine is my dance coach.

3. SAT sco­res were very, very low. Nobody but my parents and I even know the exact num­ber, inc­lu­ding my husband.

4. I lost my dri­vers license when I was 16 because I hit tap­ped a kid in the butt with the truck I was dri­ving. (He deser­ved it.)

 

5. I don’t know what color my hair actually is. It was blond, now it’s brown. I think it falls somewhere in between.

 

6. I want laser hair remo­val. I won’t tell you where!

 

7. I hate the tex­ture of nylons. I didn’t even wear them for my wed­ding. In fact, I have huge tex­ture issues. Spon­ges, new clothes han­ging on the rack, dia­pers. the list goes on and on.

 

8. Don’t tell anyone, but I doc­to­red my daughter’s baby announ­ce­ment pic­ture. She had an enor­mous amount of a bit of baby acne. But in the pic­ture, she just had rosy cheeks!

 

Original eClaire picture Touched up eClaire

 

Thanks for the tag, Moods­win­ging­mommy.

 

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5 Comments »

  1. AbsolutelyBananas said,

    June 9, 2007 @ 6:55 am

    Love it! I had laser hair remo­val on the old bikini line and I defi­ni­tely recom­mend it… expen­sive but worth it!

  2. Unusual Perspective said,

    June 9, 2007 @ 11:17 am

    1. I was wor­king at a place that made body jewelry… and there were lots of ones that got thrown away because they werent the right color, or had sur­face scratches on them… i.e. SM’s sup­plier was me.
    2. Runs in the family.
    3. 980
    4. Kid deser­ved it. But there was a nice dent in the hood all the way until 2003 from where that brat of a (run-over) kid punched it, when the truck finally died.
    5.-8. No comment.

  3. Smiling Mom said,

    June 9, 2007 @ 11:49 am

    @Unusual Pers­pec­tive:
    #1 true, you were my sup­plier.
    #2 unfor­tu­nate but true.
    #3 ah, aren’t you sweet, but no.

  4. D Lopez said,

    June 18, 2007 @ 3:31 pm

    Dear Smi­ling Mom,

    I work clo­sely with your father, I’m the young hand­some one (hint hint). In any case I have to share that after rea­ding your blog entry, your dad was sad­de­ned by your con­sis­tent refe­rence to your … pri­vate areas. His face became red and for the first time I think I noti­ced just a tad of emba­rrass­ment that his daugh­ter has in fact grown up into a woman that is inte­res­ted in per­so­nal lands­ca­ping. As his friend, I would like to share with you a sug­ges­tion: PLEASE KEEP SHARING! The joy that I receive in watching your father get upset is so satisf­ying. I lead a very sim­ple, quiet life Smi­ling Mom, I beg you to con­ti­nue this form of enter­tain­ment for me.

    Gra­te­fully,

    D Lopez

  5. The best of Google. » Smiling Mom said,

    July 25, 2007 @ 4:30 am

    […] I like to creep up behind them with my car and hit them. (#4 on the […]

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