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July 31, 2007

Another Installment Of.....

Trading Places: The Michele Way

Have you ever, in some random moment, thought it might be amusing to trade places with someone else? No, me either. But, for the sake of everything that follows in this post, let us pretend that you  have.

Who are you going to change places with? Me, of course.

What, if you were me, you would be doing in the next ten minutes: Calling your mother because she left you an urgent sounding message saying "phone me as soon as you get this." Reminding yourself that the last urgent sounding message from your mother was a question about paprika. Stroll to the kitchen, open the fridge, and be somewhat disappointed that some new edible delight has not magically appeared. Walk back to your desk and leave a comment on your own blog - in the hopes that someone special might read it and know that you are flirting with him.  Finally, decide  that now is the perfect time to go to the market, because for some  unexplainable reason, edible delights seldom appear as if by magic, despite wishing it to be so.   

Yes, if we traded places for ten minutes, starting right now, that is what you would be doing. 

Assuming that  "starting right now" is the moment that you read this, please tell me, what will I be doing for the next ten minutes, if we were to trade places?

Comments

Chatting online with the object of your desire.

I you were me for the next ten mintues you would be peeing for the first three minutes straight because you have had way too much water to drink today. Then you would be going back to your bedroom/office to finish up your lesson plans and double check the link from your blog to your sister's brand-new-created-today-creative-writing-slash-art-blog to make sure that you could get her some traffic from the blogosphere. Then you will be starting to read the lat little bit of American Gods by Neil Gaiman so that you can be ready to read the new Potter book when you get it this afternoon.

You would be reading email, yelling at the kids, trying to figure out what in the world to make for supper, yelling at the kids, going upstairs to fold laundry, putting another load in the dryer, putting another load in the washer, cleaning up the lunch and breakfast dishes, yelling at the kids, wondering when the wet carpet in the downstairs office/craft room will finally dry so that you don't have to sit in the middle of the room to do anything.

let's see... if i were you i would be getting into the car and heading to the market in search of some yummy treat. oh, and the groceries that i need.

You'd be in the office and fielding phone calls from someone who thinks they are my boss, but they are not.

And...You'd be thinking that Caspar's response a few notches down about the lyrics was very funny, but perhaps slightly flawed in it's conclusion.

Going to the local farm stand to pick up some corn!

Sipping chicory coffee, dragging a small chihuahua away from the Fence of Fear, and half-listening to Shark Week on tv.

Okay, I'll call your mom. Maybe she needs to borrow my popcorn salt or something.

I hate to tell ya Michele, but it looks like you're going to be cleaning the kitchen here just like last time. This game is starting to depress me.

You would still be vacuuming and worrying about how to trap SweetPea and the kittens gently and with love. Call me back will you? I have a question about instant coffee and dry creamer.

Destaining a gel, then adding SFRP2 to some breast cancer cells I've been culturing. That's about 10 minutes worth, Michele.

You are waiting for students to turn in their direct and indirect quotations quiz, and then you will begin watching the Standard Deviants English Grammar video, because it's finals week and we're reviewing.

Jack, please do not say that you think Caspar is funny, even if you believe it to be true. It will only encourage him.

You'd be blogging, when you need to start thinking about dinner! Call your mother!

You'll be reading my blog while wondering "Where you've been all my life?"

Apart from reading about YOU, yes I am reading at Michele's!

Apart from that, as I have just arrived at work, I am catching up on the nights emails from the UK, thinking about making a coffee, listening to the radio (2day FM) and lastly, about to go to the toilet!!!

Nice and sunny in Sydney this morning, a bit cool, but later today I am off to get some more photos of where I work, so I will be checking the camera making sure it is well...

Michele,
He is amusing, but as we know just somewhat incorrect about something.

you would be dispatching police officers on calls like: my 14yo daughter hit my 5 yo daughter in the head.

You'd be feeding the puppies, feeding the husband, and getting dressed to go review "Kiss Me Kate" this evening.

After a day of running errands, in the next ten minutes you will be going into the kitchen and making a nice hot cup of tea. You will take the tea and also the magazines you bought today and go to the big comfy cozy chair in the living room and snuggle in and get comfortable. You will then fall asleep without having taken one sip of tea or flipping one page of the magazine.

You would be selecting one of three Netflix movies to watch before your husband went to work tonight. It doesn't matter what movie it is, just as long as you can send it back tomorrow so you can get the next movie in your queue. It's a vicious, never ending cycle.

You would be saying "No, it's not time" over and over to the two psycho hungry little furballs who will NOT leave you alone. You would also quite likely be removing one or the other from the top of your head, where he will try to perch to get your utmost attention.

You'd be gagging from the j/m public affection

You would be watching John Water's Hairspray and eating raspberries. :)
~S

You'd be taking a much needed break after writing 900+ words on the ongoing saga of Colfax's wastewater treatment plant woes. One down, two to go!

Ok I'll be honest this time, you'll see what a housewife I am.

You'd be taking out the trash, discreetly hiding a couple of small bags of dirt from he burn pile into the containers (yard waste is not allowed), and then saturating the yard with "Bug Free Backyard" in hopes that the blood sucking vampire mosquitoes find a new home. Then you'd rinse your hands with warm soapy water and make yourself a nice fat-free french vanilla latte.

I probably went over by about 10-15 minutes, but you probably did, too.

;)

Hmm, I don't like to tell you this, but you'll be taking an exam on '[Large Mobile Phone Company's] approach to Quality'. You did pay attention whilst I watched the lecture this morning, didn't you?

You'd be surfing the net, checking out the best online stores. Then you'd go pee, wash your hands & head to bed. Once in bed you'd read Color of the Mountains by Da Chen.

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