Walk like an Alaskan.
posted on January 16, 2009
Congratulations, Shelmo! (I have been told that her real name is Michelle.) Her entry of “Walk Like An Alaskan” won the vote by a landslide!! Send me your contact information, my dear, and I will ship a Miracle Blanket to you post haste!
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My blog is the proud recipient of many wonderful anonymous comments. And then there are the anonymous comments that end up in the trash can. But, in case you missed it, I received this anonymous comment on my last post. It definitely ranks right up there, and I thought it deserved a second look, instead of being sent to the trash.
“In one of your posts you were talking about people who live in the south and how we say YA`LL all the time I fell it EXREMELY affending and I would like an appoluge on your blog so EVERYONE in the south can see it.AND… we people who say YA`LL regular basis do not need to be speeken largely to we are NOT dumb…our brains are NOT frozen unlike people who live in the frozen tundra.You may not say ya`ll but we have great hospotality here in the south unlike ahem…the frozen tundra.”
That comment made my day! Thanks for that. But, ahem, as for the apologizing I’m supposed to do…I think I’ll pass.
(I have not allowed this comment to taint my views about Southerners, however. My parents are both from the deep South, we visit often as their families still live there, I think “y’all” is the cutest expression ever, and even if none of that were true, the scads of lovely comments I get from the rest of you Southerners out there would be proof enough anyway that Southerners rock!)
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Just to be safe, I think it will still be a while before we’ll let Small Fry babysit.
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Yesterday, when Brent asked on his blog about funny things our kids have said, I was reminded of a classic Big Mac story I have never shared on my blog.
A few months back, I was driving our MSC somewhere. (Or, maybe I was just driving them around, one can’t be too sure.) Big Mac was in his carseat in the way back, and he called out to me.
“Mama!?”
“Yes, Sweetie?”
“Mama, my pants are getting cold.”
“Oh.” Not entirely sure how to respond, I just tried to affirm his statement by repeating, “Your pants are getting cold?”
Apparently, I misunderstood him. Big Mac corrected me.
“NO, Mama. I said my penis is getting cold.”
I stood corrected. Again, I responded with, “Oh, so your penis is getting cold?”
And again, I missed the mark.
“NO, Mama!! I said my penis is getting old!”
Let’s try this again. “Your penis is getting old!?”
“Yes.”
Duly noted.
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I am planning posting another photography lesson again soon. Are you guys game? Have you read my three other photography lesson posts? If you could have me write about anything else, as it related to photography, what would it be? I will do my best to take your thoughts into consideration as I create another post that I think will be enjoyable and helpful for you! Look for a new photography lesson post soon!
posted on March 10, 2008
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