It's day 3 of the
SITS Girls "
31 Days to Build a Better Blog Challenge"! I'm having so much fun with this. Today, I'm supposed to:
Re-upload a post with a title that you are particularly proud of and explain why.Firstly, I couldn't decide between 2 of my old posts and since 1 of them is so short, I've uploaded both. Also, I tend to crack myself up sometimes so please don't think I'm vain with my reasoning.
#1 From July 9, 2010:
Gaunt. Eyes sunken in. Cheekbones protruded beneath taut skin. The man twisted around taking note of the rising sun. Colors intertwined above creating hints of deep red submerged by the usual oranges and pinks. The lake was still, fully hushed. The water engulfed the scene like that of paint upon canvas. He took a knee, carefully listening, as if the waking sun were whispering his next move. As the sun rose into place for its day ahead, the man’s eyes wandered to the ground. His once clear mind was now in a haze. Could this be a dream? The trance had been broken as he stepped over the body and grasped the shovel…
Photo Credit: Jane Yolen’s, The Sea Man
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I love this post title. If I had read the word "
Catatonia" as the title to someone's blog, I would have immediately clicked the link to see what was going on...
#2 From July 30, 2010:
You know when you get ready to cook something and you thought you had everything you needed and you already were at the grocery store today and now you have to go back?
Or in my case, you burn the hell out of the hot dogs you left on the grill with the burner on a whee bit too high and then totally forgot you put them on there in the first place and now you need to run to the store for new hot dogs but then they don't have the brand you want and so you settle for the next best thing in hopes to trick your husband, but then while you're turning the new hot dogs over on the grill he's banging on the door from behind you shouting, "Are those
Nathan's?" and your mind is all, "How the fuck did he know I got
Sabrett's. Fucker has hot dog x-ray vision!" while you're all giving him the "
what??" look like you can't hear him through the glass door?
You know
exactly what I'm talking about,
don't you?
Okay, so I may have had the detailed instance above happen to me this week so I hit the grocery store at super sonic speed..... While I was running down the aisle with all the condiments, you know, the dressing, ketchup, mustard, barbecue sauces.... I stopped mid-stride to observe the beauty of the aisle.
For whatever reason, I was the only one in this aisle at the time. When I said I stopped mid-stride, I mean my feet stopped way before the upper half of my body and I nearly took a nose dive!
Why you ask?
The shelves were so orderly. All the labels were facing forward and there were no gaps. These shelves were stocked to their fullest capacity!
Get on with it? Fine...
I wanted so badly to stick my arm in between the dressing bottles and run. I wanted to take out all those condiments and watch them fall to the floor. I wanted to create complete chaos among the ketchup and mustard bottles. Anarchy in the condiment aisle!!!
I may need to get a life. Or stop burning hot dogs to avoid trips such as this. Either one.
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"
Condiment Chaos"? Come on, it's genius!