I have refrained from using the term “Old Fart” to describe my blogging buddy, Bill. I have refrained because I am a lady, and because Bill is younger than I — and I am not old. However, since Bill has “blessed” me with this charming meme, I have developed a new appreciation for at least half of his chosen nickname.
(Just kidding Bill.)
– I was more… tidy.
– I was more… affluent.
– I was more… observant.
– I was more… energetic.
I hear … the toaster oven timer ticking.
I wonder … why Bill thought I wanted to do this.
I regret … words spoken; words unspoken.
I am … original and unique.
I dance … much to the dismay of others.
I sing … much to the distress of my friends.
I cry … over sentimental things.
I am not … always confident.
I make with my hands … messes.
I write … not enough.
I confuse … everybody.
I need … Jesus.