the queen of…

November 10, 2008


The queen of the stuffed animals…and they are her loyal subjects

What are you the queen of? What thing is yours, like it or not, the thing you own, your queendom? I’m pretty sure queendom isn’t even a word but it works huh?

I am the queen of…

buying and collecting boxes of thank you cards and never writing them…or writing them and then never sending them out

guerrilla goodness

picking every kind of produce the various farmers will allow (particularly berries of any kind) and way too much with out realizing it

grammatical errors

worrying there is something stuck in my teeth or visible boogers in my nose

having babies that fill their diapers exactly 3 seconds after I finish changing them

having a minor car accident every 3 years

making up words and trying to see if I can work them into real language (i.e. queendom)

never having wipes when I need them most

feeling the feelings in a room

being late to almost everything

cheering you up

creating a constant soundtrack of my life

eating way too much chocolate

family love

Tell me dear friends, what are the queen of? or king perhaps?

8 Responses to “the queen of…”

  1. Amy Says:

    really fast knitting and crocheting

    controlled messiness

    accepting hand-me-downs of every type, size, shape…I stop short of taking toilets and used underwear

    I’m sure there are many others but my husband isn’t here to remind me what they are

    guess that’s another one….not paying enough attention to myself ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. kristen Says:

    Pache- you need to read Frindle by Andrew Clements to your boys! I think you might be Nic!!!

    I am the queen of the laundry!

  3. nikole Says:

    i am the queen of giving myself a hard time – how do i let go of *that* one?

    glad i’m not alone on the thank you notes…

  4. Amber Says:

    I am the queen of never remembering snacks for my preschooler. Why will I never learn that hungry kids are grumpy kids? ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. Amy Says:

    I am the queen of procrastination, giving gifts that are out of my means, and being a push-over…these are the major ones at this time… ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. patty craft Says:

    love this exercise in self-evaluation!

    I am the queen of connecting at the heart level with strangers (especially children — especially the grown kind), of gathering like-minded souls, of happily living alone (I NEVER thought that would be true!) and of allowing the truth to set me free.

    peace & love

  7. kelly Says:

    this is a good one! hmmm…

    i am the queen of

    sleeping through labor and waking up in full-throttle-oh-my-god-i’m-going-to-drop-a-baby-any-second-now labor

    crying. i cry when i’m happy, sad, surprised, angry, excited, bored, melancholy–you name it, i’ll cry over it.

    letting dirty dishes pile up in the sink

    makeup, hair and body products. i mean REALLY. how much does one person need?! i’ve even been known to throw away expensive body lotion because–get this–it went BAD while i was trying to use up some OTHER expensive lotion.

    why-i’m-annoyed-with-my-mother stories

    wedding dresses. i own 4. used ONE. don’t ask.

    starting books and never finishing them.

    slapstick humor–the more juvenile, the better. america’s funniest home videos is like my favorite show.

    having a messy car AND letting my tags expire

    falling in love with republicans

    never eating leftovers (and letting them rot in the fridge)

    prophetic dreams

    working hard for love

    carrying undying awe and love of childbirth

    knowing how to help people heal

  8. kate Says:

    oooo….this is a fun one.

    i’m the queen of telling the truth of your very core, no matter how painful it is for you to hear. hello, someone’s got to tell you.

    i’m the queen of getting shit done at work. got a problem, i can fix it.

    and most, most, most of all, i am the queen of cats. well, two of them at least.

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