Archives for July 2006

Diane tagged me for this novel of a meme, and I’m happy to oblige such a loyal bloggy friend. So here we go.

7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME…
– I was born in Mississippi, lived in Louisiana, and am now at home in Alabama (forever, I hope).
– I love SEC football and basketball more than your average girl. When I was in college I camped outside MSU’s coliseum the night before a State / LSU basketball game…and this was one of the most fun days of my life. Seriously.
– I have known my husband since I was six or seven years old when we were in Mrs. Nicholson’s Sunday School class. We got married in that very same church, and my parents and D’s mama are still in Sunday School together even now.
– I grew up Methodist, joined an Episcopal church in my twenties, and have taught in Baptist and Presbyterian schools. You’d think I’d have a slight case of Protestant Schizophrenia, but I feel pretty blessed to have experienced those denominations firsthand. We go to a Baptist church, by the way – just in case you’re wondering where we “settled.”
– I want to lose 40 pounds. Preferably in the next week or so.
– I was a bridesmaid 10 times before I was ever a bride.
– I will never, as long as I live, understand why I had to take algebra.

7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME…
– cockroaches
– larvae stages of anything
– a snake shedding its skin
– clowns
– puppets and/or grown people in mascot costumes
– honeycombs
– a picture I saw in college of a man with 100 cigarettes in his mouth at the same time – it still gives me chills when I think about it

7 RANDOM/MUSIC AT THE MOMENT…(I’m not sure exactly what means, so I’ll just tell y’all what I’m listening to right now)
– Sunday Morning Songs – Veggie Tales
– Pirates’ Boat Load of Fun – Veggie Tales
– A Grateful People – Watermark – you reallllly need this CD if you don’t have it
– Arriving – Chris Tomlin – it’s been in my car for almost two years, and I still love it
– a great mixed CD that our friend Todd made for me
– sermons by our friend Kevin that I’ve burned to CD (not music, but I am listening to it in the car)
– “Takin’ It To The Streets” – Taylor Hicks (please don’t roll your eyes)

7 THINGS I LIKE THE MOST…
– diet Coke
– the smell of a little one right after a bath
– laughing so hard that I fear I may quit breathing
– TiVo – good grief it simplifies the TV-watching process. Not that it was a terribly complicated process to begin with.
– pedicures
– days where I have nowhere to be and can stay in my pajamas all day long if I feel like it
– standing in church, singing my heart out, knowing I’m probably way off key but God loves to hear me anyway

7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST…
– “OH MY WORD”
– “Have mercy”
– “Alex!”
– “I can’t understand what you’re saying. Say it like a big boy.”
– “Is ANYTHING on television?”
– “What in the sam hill…?”
– “What’s goin’ on?”

7 THINGS YOU WILL NEVER HEAR ME SAY…(I totally stole this category from Addie because hers cracked me up so much)
– “The doctor has really been encouraging me to gain some weight.”
– “This size 4 is too big. I think I may need a 2.”
– “I’ll be over there in the petites section if you need me.”
– “That fried chicken wasn’t so good, but this raw celery is DELICIOUS.”
– “Why, I’d be delighted to participate in your skit. I hope we perform in front of hundreds of people!”
– “I only spend about 10 or 15 minutes a day blogging.”
– “Back when I was participating in aerobics contests….”

Now I could be all cool and pretend like it’s been a normal couple of days here at BooMama. But the problem is, I’m a goob. I wouldn’t know “cool” if it slapped me in the face and called me Judy, and as a result, I can only say one thing:

SWEET MERCY, WHERE DID ALL YOU PEOPLE COME FROM?

Which is sort of a rhetorical question. Because I have SiteMeter. And it tells me things.

Like that a huge chunk of you have been referred here by either Shannon, Queen of Blogdom, or by my sweet friend Sarah, who linked to me in a post a couple of days ago. Which, as it turns out, was a couple of days after Lisa Whelchel linked to her.

And I’ve learned two things as a result: 1) Shannon has waaay more than tens of readers, and 2) when Blair Warner talks? People listen. I know because I’m a second-string beneficiary of her linkage. To extend that analogy a bit, it’s like I’m like the little gift shop on the corner that starts to get a few more patrons when the restaurant a couple of doors down gets a glowing review from a respected critic.

By the way, I’m not so good with the analogies. Better that you know it up front so that you can lower your expectations accordingly.

Last night I was telling D. (my husband, not just a random man I engaged in conversation) that it’s been a veritable linking extravaganza around here the last couple of days. In fact, I think Addie would call it Linkapalooza. :-) And honestly, it’s been a little strange for me (but in a good way) because I have a hard time understanding why anyone would bother to read my blog unless they know me in real life. And that’s not a plea for comments…that’s just the truth.

Anyway, I was telling D. that I totally get why Sarah has so many readers – her posts are thoughtful and insightful and inspiring. She seamlessly integrates theology with real life, and if she doesn’t write a book, I’m going to tell her husband to cut off her diet Coke supply. FOREVER. Which should get her motivated in no time.

But I’m not so much with the thoughtful. I mainly just talk about my very Southern family, and food, and TV, and my gratefulness that God loves me despite what a dork I am. And I told D. that I couldn’t help but wonder, in light of all that, what in the world people thought when they clicked over here from Sarah’s beautifully written blog and saw that she had directed them to The Post That Will Not Die, Bless My Mama’s Heart. It had to be a bit of bloggy culture shock.

D. thought for several seconds, and then, in the most comforting, soothing tone, he said, “Do you feel like your only claim to blog ‘fame’ is ‘hey, my mama tooted’?”

And I said, “YES, that’s exactly it.”

My husband, you see, understands me.

So just bear with me, y’all.

And welcome.