5/02/2005

If I weren't in the CID...

I got this meme from Kalisah, who has me wondering what I'd do if I didn't do what I do. Note: this list does not include "If I could be an executive secretary, I would..." because no one really sets out to be one. The deal is this: choose at least five of the following sentences starters, and finish them. Add items to the end if you wish to. If I could be a scientist... If I could be a farmer... If I could be a musician... If I could be a doctor... If I could be a painter... If I could be a gardener... If I could be a missionary... If I could be a chef... If I could be an architect... If I could be a linguist... If I could be a psychologist... If I could be a librarian... If I could be an athlete... If I could be a lawyer... If I could be an innkeeper... If I could be a professor... If I could be a writer... If I could be a backup dancer... If I could be an actor... If I could be a judge... If I could be a Jedi... If I could be a mob boss... If I could be a llama-rider...(by Ogre) If I could be a bonnie pirate...(By Teach) If I could be a servicemember...(By Jeremy) If I could be a business owner...(By Blue 944) If I could be an actor... (By Blue 944) If I could be an agent...(By KelBel) If I could be video game designer...(By KelBel) If I could be a comic book artist...(By Stoli) If I could be a hooker...(By Pollo Loco) If I could be a crack addict... (by Elizabeth) If I could be a porn star... (by Elizabeth) If I could be a mime... (by Garrison) If I could be a cartoonist... (by Wenchy) If I could be the pope... (by Karmajenn) If I could be a filmmaker... (by Kalisah) If I could be a spy...(by MamaKaren) If I could be a kid again...(by MamaKaren) So here are my thoughts: If I could be a gardener, I would totally get rid of all of the grass in my front yard and replace it with evergreen vinca and a bunch of perennials. DH has resisted my efforts to take over so far, so if I did this for a living he might be more amenable to it. If I could be a chef, I’d probably find every possible use for chocolate and cheese. There are not nearly enough opportunities to eat bread, cheese and chocolate. If I could be an architect, I could design a house that is set up a lot better than my house is. The kitchen would be close to the front door, so that groceries won’t have to be carried through an extra room or up a flight of stairs. Heat vents would not be under windows. There would be lots and lots of closet space with built in shoe racks. If I could be a scientist, I would be a hell of a lot less condescending toward non-scientists than most of the chemist and microbiologists I work with are. If I could be farmer, I’d have a lot of goats. Don’t ask me why, I just like goats. OK, let's hear from Nic, Victor, Marcia and Jen.

1 Comments:

Blogger kalisah said...

and on that house? I'd like to request that the laundry room be UPSTAIRS...where the laundry is!

5/04/2005 3:48 PM  

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    Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.

    The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.

    Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."

    Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.

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