1) Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
I identify all too strongly with so much of what you post about. Your posts make me feel lucky about my husband and our relationship, but so much else is all too familiar...and so frustrating in its unchangingness.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
This is going to sound horrible...but Sophie's Choice.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in. (Maybe.)
Hmmmm. Jello. I think instead I'll do imbri6's version of "Something I'm going to blame on you." I've decided it's your fault that I still have ends to weave into the throw I've finished. I HATE weaving in ends. If I were going to pick jello...I'd have to go with, um...I guess my standby of black cherry.
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
Cold, soaking wet, 30 pounds of clothes twice as heavy as they were before the wet, splashing through puddles with wet squishing feet, hoping for a spot close to the fire...and it's the most delightful day you've had there because it's REAL.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
Seeing you knitting at squee_con 1 and wondering who the hell you were since I'd never heard of you or your LJ name or anything...and simultaneously being totally impressed with your knitting skill.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
A spider who's a master-spinner. :-)
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
Does either of us have a chance at ever being okay?
I identify all too strongly with so much of what you post about. Your posts make me feel lucky about my husband and our relationship, but so much else is all too familiar...and so frustrating in its unchangingness.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
This is going to sound horrible...but Sophie's Choice.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in. (Maybe.)
Hmmmm. Jello. I think instead I'll do imbri6's version of "Something I'm going to blame on you." I've decided it's your fault that I still have ends to weave into the throw I've finished. I HATE weaving in ends. If I were going to pick jello...I'd have to go with, um...I guess my standby of black cherry.
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
Cold, soaking wet, 30 pounds of clothes twice as heavy as they were before the wet, splashing through puddles with wet squishing feet, hoping for a spot close to the fire...and it's the most delightful day you've had there because it's REAL.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
Seeing you knitting at squee_con 1 and wondering who the hell you were since I'd never heard of you or your LJ name or anything...and simultaneously being totally impressed with your knitting skill.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
A spider who's a master-spinner. :-)
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
Does either of us have a chance at ever being okay?
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