I hope you don’t expect to learn much of anything from this post. I’ve been tooling around online this morning and thinking back on my week. I must have a thing for lists because this is what’s on my mind…
I have a thing for birds. Except when they nest in the wreath at my back door.
I have a thing for vintage. Except when it’s confused with the 80’s.
I have a thing for simplicity. Except when I start to feel dumb because I didn’t think of that.
I have a thing for teaching people about manners. Except when someone asks what I do, I tell them and they say “Oh yeah. You look like you’d teach manners.” It’s not like I wear A-line skirts and have my hair set every Wednesday.
I have a thing for summer. Except when it’s so hot that it’s hard to breathe and my makeup runs. No offense Summer of 2011, but you can go now.
I have a thing for reading. Except when the book turns out to be no good yet I can’t stop reading it because it bothers me to start but not finish. Is this called determination or a personality flaw?
I have a thing for my own birthday. Except for this next one coming up. Don’t ask. I’ll not Birthday and Tell.
I have a thing for lazy Saturday mornings. Except when I post something like this giving you the chance to picture me on the sofa, still in my PJ’s, drinking coffee and creating…well…not much.
Except this.
What do you have a thing for?
