Tagged

Well, Holly went ahead and tagged me. But, I suppose I won't get mad since it's her birthday. At least, I think I read that post right. Anyhow.

The Tag:

1. Delve into your blog archive.

2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).

3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).

4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas…

5. Tag five people to do the same.

And the result:

"Men don't have to deal with the added weight, sore breasts, swollen ankles, or anything else associated with pregnancy."

I was ranting about opposition to birth control. I don't have to worry about that. If I become pregnant from not being on the pill, I'd better get a movie deal or Lucy* has some splaining to do.

The bigger tickler revolves around the ranting I was doing privately to become pregnant. How's that for passive agressive? As I have found my senses, (pregnancy in my biological family has a history of being extremely dangerous) there are no mini-dykes in my belly.

What a relief! The boys have hit teenage rebellion and sarcasm. I have been taught my lesson. But, I have more than enough nieces and nephews to eat sugar cookies while drinking Red Bull. I always give them a snack just before sending them home. *evil laugh* My kids' aunts and uncles are finding out that turn about is fair play. *end evil laugh*

Enough rambling, who do I want to tag?

I don't always like following rules and most of the people I would tag, have been. So, I'm changing it up.

Repost your absolute wackiest post. You know you want to. So simple, yet so very fun. Note: Please do this when you have time. I don't want to make anyone miss a deadline.

Holly
Sheila
Carter
Ronn
Steph

Have a good day, y'all.