In order to keep from posting every single day of the month, because um… no. I’ve decided to post each Monday. Which is actually like a BONUS day of me, because I typically don’t have a new post until Tuesdays. So BAM!
Oh and I totally googled NaBloPoMo because I couldn’t figure out what it stood for (did anyone else think of dowisetrepla from How I met your Mother?). It stands for National Blog Posting Month. So there, I just saved you a couple seconds of googling.
So, let’s DO THIS!
2/1/13: When was the last time you said, “I love you.”?
I told my husband I loved him this morning when he left the house. I also texted it to him an hour or so ago, because I felt like he needed a little extra texty love to get through today. We were both up last night with Jack who has croup with stridor yet again and now my husband has to work outside in 25* weather for the next 10-ish hours. He totally needed a little extra love and even some “xxxoo” too.
2/4/13: Tell us about your first crush.
Okay, I was pretty darn boy-crazy as a little girl so there were A LOT of crushes. The most vivid one I can remember from elementary school was this boy named Kevin Mack*. I’m actually not changing his name for the sake of this blog because it is relevant to my story. Kevin Mack was really, really COOL. Let’s see, I was in elementary school in the mid 80’s, so cool back then meant that he rocked a pair of pegged khakis and a popped collar like nobody’s business. Well, as much as a 10 year old can rock stuff. He was totally swoon-worthy and I totally remember writing Mrs. Julie Mack all over my notebooks with lots of hearts surrounding my ‘married’ name. The funny thing about the name Mack is that there were lots of Mack trucks in the area and every time I’d see one I’d think it was a sign that Kevin and I were meant to be. 2gether 4ever, right?
Be sure to stop by next Monday for the next group of NaBloPoMo challenge questions. It’s February, so they’re all about loooooove and dating. Oh, and play along with me by answering today’s questions in the comments!
*Dear Kevin – I really doubt that you’re reading this because it’s been at least 25 years since I’ve seen you and really even thought of you. However, please note that I am no longer obsessed with you and hardly ever write Julie Mack on my notebooks anymore.