This will barely make it under the wire. It's Sunday, 11:17 p.m., right now. Today's subject: post a picture that makes you laugh.
I pondered and wondered about what makes me laugh. Sadly, I realized that I don't laugh enough. I love corn ball humor, though. (So did my dad.) "Confucious say" jokes are my favorite! But I don't have a picture to capture that feeling. I mean, yeah, I could have "borrowed" a fu-manchu, old-style drawing of an old Chinese man, but does that really do justice to a philosopher who lived a billion years ago? OK, I may be exaggerating.
The picture that I originally posted is pretty hilarious, IMO. Blackmail for the future, I'm guessing, as well. I won't identify the kiddo in trouble (and the nakedness was his choosing), but feel free to guess. Timeouts must come when they must is the moral of that story, I suppose.
THERE WAS A NAKED-BUTT PICTURE OF ONE OF MY BOYS (AROUND AGE 2) STANDING IN THE CORNER FOR A TIMEOUT. BUT A FAMILY MEMBER SUGGESTED I REMOVE IT FOR FEAR OF PROVOKING THE CHILD PORNOGRAPHY FANATICS. NO BIGGIE. I REMOVED IT.
Lisa Lampanelli and Gina Yashere are 2 comediennes that I like. Vulgar, yes. Crude, yes. JUST LIKE ME. (But, as a side note, I don't care for potty humor. Sexual explicity and veracity are fine, in my warped mind, though.)
The Bill Cosby album "Himself" and Steve Martin's movie "Parenthood" crack me up because they are so poignant about parenting for all the different stages you go through as a mom or dad. Watch these (now) DVDs each year or 2, and you'll see something new. I guess that's the clean side of my personality, as opposed to the polar opposite side mentioned with the above comediennes.
I realized with this rather difficult exercise that I can say "aww" to many things. I'll "smile" at touching moments/snapshots. I'll even admit to the "cute" photos of my family or others. But laughter was one that was tough to come by for me.
And, by the way, I didn't make it before the midnight deadline. Good thing I'm not being graded on this project. :)
Monday, February 21, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Challenge - Day 5
A picture of something you LOVE.
I thought about this for a minute and then the answer just came to me. I love my kids; I love my husband. I love my mother; I still love my dad and stepdad who are no longer bound to Earthly ground.
But, I've always LOVED the following.
Danny White, Dallas Cowboys #11
My childhood hero
I thought about this for a minute and then the answer just came to me. I love my kids; I love my husband. I love my mother; I still love my dad and stepdad who are no longer bound to Earthly ground.
But, I've always LOVED the following.
Danny White, Dallas Cowboys #11
My childhood hero
Challenge - Day 4
A picture of something you'd like to do again.
Venice, Italy - 2008
St. Peter's Cathedral at the Vatican, Rome, Italy - 2008
My childhood home.
(This is "home." I wish I could revisit those times; a time before bills, before deaths, before responsibility.)
Venice, Italy - 2008
St. Peter's Cathedral at the Vatican, Rome, Italy - 2008
My childhood home.
(This is "home." I wish I could revisit those times; a time before bills, before deaths, before responsibility.)
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Challenge - Day 3
Post a picture of your favorite TV Show.
OK, I'm not sure of my timing here because somehow days 2 & 3 of this picture challenge seem to have been lumped together. So, you've lucked out into seeing multiple pictures of my life in one single day.
Hmm. My favorite TV show. Could be How I Met Your Mother. Could be Food Network Challenge. How could I forget Psych? Or do I go back to earlier days for Mad About You or Picket Fences? I think I'm going to check with my friend, Tivo, to see what's on my most watched list.
I still can't decide. But I think I'll go with two comedies that I watch regularly in reruns. And a surprise favorite at the end.
OK, I'm not sure of my timing here because somehow days 2 & 3 of this picture challenge seem to have been lumped together. So, you've lucked out into seeing multiple pictures of my life in one single day.
Hmm. My favorite TV show. Could be How I Met Your Mother. Could be Food Network Challenge. How could I forget Psych? Or do I go back to earlier days for Mad About You or Picket Fences? I think I'm going to check with my friend, Tivo, to see what's on my most watched list.
I still can't decide. But I think I'll go with two comedies that I watch regularly in reruns. And a surprise favorite at the end.
Challenge - Day 2
Post a picture of you and the person you have been closest to the longest:
That would be my dear hubby.
Although we've been arguing most of the evening today, my husband, Ben, is my best friend. It's hard to believe we've been inseparable for 19 1/2 years. We've been together longer than not.
Here's a picture of us circa 1993.
That would be my dear hubby.
Although we've been arguing most of the evening today, my husband, Ben, is my best friend. It's hard to believe we've been inseparable for 19 1/2 years. We've been together longer than not.
Here's a picture of us circa 1993.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Challenge - Day 1 (Feb. 16, 2011)
I'm going to try to keep up with, not the Joneses, but with Rebecca's 30-day picture challenge.
That's me wearing the white hat and the brightly designed shirt, sitting on the Spanish Steps in Rome.
And 10 fun facts about myself. (Well, whose definition of "fun" should I use? Hmm.)
1. My maiden name is Good. Which most of you know. I had a very hard time deciding whether or not to still use my Good name when I got married. I knew I didn't want 2 last names or a hyphenated last name, but I considered changing my middle name from my birth middle name (Dawn) to my maiden name (Good). Then I thought about how I would fill out tax forms where it asks for first, middle, last, and maiden names. Would I put Kimberly Good Williams Good or Kimberly Dawn Williams Good. That just made it too confusing (and, yes, I overthought it way too much). So I landed on just Kimberly Dawn Williams as my official name (and official in this case was determined by what is on my social security card).
2. I'm usually a stickler for grammar. But not in online writings, for some bizarre reason. So, Facebook, Twitter, blogs, etc. let me off the hook and be casual, I suppose. I often break tense or confuse verb tenses in my online writing, but it doesn't bother me like it does in thank you notes, letters, papers, essays, applications, etc. (I was tested on the entirety of the AP Style guide in college, letter by letter.)
3. I married my college sweetheart 15 1/2 years ago. We met the first day of school, in Calculus (Dr. Schelter's class at UT). We began doing homework together after a couple of weeks, and had our first date on a Saturday night, Sept. 28, 1991. (I had just broken up with my high school boyfriend of 1 1/2 years the Thursday before too.)
4. I have 3 boys. That's obvious to anyone who knows me. What isn't well known is that if it hadn't been for my pregnancy troubles with the last one, we were considering having a 4th child. Not necessarily to try for "the girl," but just to have a big family. Nowadays I look back and can't believe I ever entertained the notion of 4 kiddos. Most days, 3 is more than a handful!
5. My parents divorced when I was only 6 months old. I never knew them as a couple. I often ask my mom "what did you 2 even have in common or what brought you together?" I cannot picture the 2 of them together, romantically.
6. I love my hubby more than anything else. More than my kids, more than my mom, more than myself. I'm not sure that's the way it's supposed to be, and maybe I'm a little (or a lot) codependent, but it is what it is.
7. I used to be thin. In fact, most of my life I was. Up until about 6 years ago or so. Blame it on the 30s. Blame it on lack of exercise. Blame it on my diet. But mostly blame it on medication. (Yes, I am still in control of what I look like. And, yes, I could do something about it if I were so motivated. I understand that.)
8. I am bipolar, depressive. With anxiety. Don't care to elaborate right now.
9. I'm nosy.
10. I began cussing in 4th grade. I wonder why I remember the timing of that.
That's me wearing the white hat and the brightly designed shirt, sitting on the Spanish Steps in Rome.
And 10 fun facts about myself. (Well, whose definition of "fun" should I use? Hmm.)
1. My maiden name is Good. Which most of you know. I had a very hard time deciding whether or not to still use my Good name when I got married. I knew I didn't want 2 last names or a hyphenated last name, but I considered changing my middle name from my birth middle name (Dawn) to my maiden name (Good). Then I thought about how I would fill out tax forms where it asks for first, middle, last, and maiden names. Would I put Kimberly Good Williams Good or Kimberly Dawn Williams Good. That just made it too confusing (and, yes, I overthought it way too much). So I landed on just Kimberly Dawn Williams as my official name (and official in this case was determined by what is on my social security card).
2. I'm usually a stickler for grammar. But not in online writings, for some bizarre reason. So, Facebook, Twitter, blogs, etc. let me off the hook and be casual, I suppose. I often break tense or confuse verb tenses in my online writing, but it doesn't bother me like it does in thank you notes, letters, papers, essays, applications, etc. (I was tested on the entirety of the AP Style guide in college, letter by letter.)
3. I married my college sweetheart 15 1/2 years ago. We met the first day of school, in Calculus (Dr. Schelter's class at UT). We began doing homework together after a couple of weeks, and had our first date on a Saturday night, Sept. 28, 1991. (I had just broken up with my high school boyfriend of 1 1/2 years the Thursday before too.)
4. I have 3 boys. That's obvious to anyone who knows me. What isn't well known is that if it hadn't been for my pregnancy troubles with the last one, we were considering having a 4th child. Not necessarily to try for "the girl," but just to have a big family. Nowadays I look back and can't believe I ever entertained the notion of 4 kiddos. Most days, 3 is more than a handful!
5. My parents divorced when I was only 6 months old. I never knew them as a couple. I often ask my mom "what did you 2 even have in common or what brought you together?" I cannot picture the 2 of them together, romantically.
6. I love my hubby more than anything else. More than my kids, more than my mom, more than myself. I'm not sure that's the way it's supposed to be, and maybe I'm a little (or a lot) codependent, but it is what it is.
7. I used to be thin. In fact, most of my life I was. Up until about 6 years ago or so. Blame it on the 30s. Blame it on lack of exercise. Blame it on my diet. But mostly blame it on medication. (Yes, I am still in control of what I look like. And, yes, I could do something about it if I were so motivated. I understand that.)
8. I am bipolar, depressive. With anxiety. Don't care to elaborate right now.
9. I'm nosy.
10. I began cussing in 4th grade. I wonder why I remember the timing of that.
Monday, February 7, 2011
It hasn't been quite a year yet.
I thought I better hurry up and post something before a whole 365 days rolled by. I know 1 person who will appreciate this. ;)
Had a weird day today. After being STUCK (and no, I did NOT revel in it) at home with my 3 boys for 4 school days because of the icy weather, I think my body was in need of a metaphoric chiropractor. I ran some errands, but otherwise, I just felt in a funk. Then one of those dreadful migraines tried to rear its ugly head. (Able to keep it at bay so far.) Don't feel like reading. Nothing decent on TV. And the minute the boys got home from school, WWIII broke out. Does the fighting ever end? I'm pretty sure I know the answer to that question, but I prefer to live in denial.
We've gone to church now 2 weeks in a row. That may not sound like much, but it's a start. Even bought the kiddos a few new "church clothes" today. It's hard to believe my birthday is right around the corner. And although I believe that I am younger than 90% (or more) of my friends, I still can't fathom the fact that I'm 37. I don't mind growing older; the number doesn't bother me. I'm just amazed at what I have and haven't accomplished in that many years. Of course, I can still gloat that I'm 1 year younger than my dear hubby, henceforth known as Ben or DH.
Weird side note. Found out my vet and my dog have the same birthday - today. One of them is 4. One of them is not. I'll let you guess which is which. ;)
I'm glad the Steelers won at Jerry World yesterday ... I mean, the Super Bowl at Cowboys Stadium. But it was kind of a sloppy game. And it's hard for me to get too excited about a team that's not the Cowboys. Speaking of football, with the induction of Deion Sanders (ex-Cowboys #21) into the NFL Hall of Fame, it makes me wonder how I feel personally about his "Cowboys" status. He only played for us for 4 years. Hmm. To ponder at some point.
Time to quit typing. DH is picking up salad (for me) and sandwiches (for the rest) for dinner after doing the taxi dance for our eldest's band lesson.
To somewhat emulate my SIL for a moment as I sign off ...
Past: Thanks, Mom, for bringing Harry/Papa into my & the boys' lives.
Present: Need to get out of this funk SOON.
Future: And to quote Depeche Mode ... Enjoy the Silence.
Had a weird day today. After being STUCK (and no, I did NOT revel in it) at home with my 3 boys for 4 school days because of the icy weather, I think my body was in need of a metaphoric chiropractor. I ran some errands, but otherwise, I just felt in a funk. Then one of those dreadful migraines tried to rear its ugly head. (Able to keep it at bay so far.) Don't feel like reading. Nothing decent on TV. And the minute the boys got home from school, WWIII broke out. Does the fighting ever end? I'm pretty sure I know the answer to that question, but I prefer to live in denial.
We've gone to church now 2 weeks in a row. That may not sound like much, but it's a start. Even bought the kiddos a few new "church clothes" today. It's hard to believe my birthday is right around the corner. And although I believe that I am younger than 90% (or more) of my friends, I still can't fathom the fact that I'm 37. I don't mind growing older; the number doesn't bother me. I'm just amazed at what I have and haven't accomplished in that many years. Of course, I can still gloat that I'm 1 year younger than my dear hubby, henceforth known as Ben or DH.
Weird side note. Found out my vet and my dog have the same birthday - today. One of them is 4. One of them is not. I'll let you guess which is which. ;)
I'm glad the Steelers won at Jerry World yesterday ... I mean, the Super Bowl at Cowboys Stadium. But it was kind of a sloppy game. And it's hard for me to get too excited about a team that's not the Cowboys. Speaking of football, with the induction of Deion Sanders (ex-Cowboys #21) into the NFL Hall of Fame, it makes me wonder how I feel personally about his "Cowboys" status. He only played for us for 4 years. Hmm. To ponder at some point.
Time to quit typing. DH is picking up salad (for me) and sandwiches (for the rest) for dinner after doing the taxi dance for our eldest's band lesson.
To somewhat emulate my SIL for a moment as I sign off ...
Past: Thanks, Mom, for bringing Harry/Papa into my & the boys' lives.
Present: Need to get out of this funk SOON.
Future: And to quote Depeche Mode ... Enjoy the Silence.
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