You might be wondering, “So what in tarnation is this Monday Poll thing anyway!?”
Well, it isn’t exactly a poll. It’s more of a constantly evolving (devolving?), somewhat random list of questions I’ve been putting out to readers every Monday morning for the past seven years. (It’s like a kickstart for your brain.) I’ve always enjoyed reading your answers in the comments, and I hope you enjoy reading mine.
- What’s your favorite article of clothing?
Honestly…right now? At 40 weeks pregnant (OMG)? It’s anything with stretch.
But when I’m not “with child,” it’s my gold and black cat dress. It has pockets and, more importantly, silhouettes of BIG CATS.
- What expression do you overuse?
I mean, that’s the one I overuse: “gurl.”
I also perennially abuse the word “holla,” pronounced haw-la.
- If you had to move to a new city, where would you move?
My practical side says someplace completely out of the Bay Area, where the cost of living is lower and you can get more house bang for your buck, but my heart says Honolulu…
- What are five words that describe your day today so far?
Sunny, long, quiet, green, tiring
- Messy or neat?
Neat in theory; messy in practice.
Your turn. 🙂 Just copy and paste the following questions into a comment with your answers. I look forward to reading ’em!
1. What’s your favorite article of clothing?
2. What expression do you overuse?
3. If you had to move to a new city, where would you move?
4. What are five words that describe your day today so far?
5. Messy or neat?
If you have a second, could you please send some good vibes my way? I’m trying really hard to pay attention to the flowers and trees, fruit and vegetables in my metaphorical garden…but I’m on the brink of having a moment.
They say that when you get to this stage of being massively pregnant, you are just totally and completely over it. And they’re right!
Anyway, I’ve reached that point.
I’m trying to hold it together, but I’m not doing very well. I know that every day she’s in there, she gets stronger, yadda-yadda-yadda, but I can’t hold back the tears. I just don’t feel good, in every meaning of the word.
So, if you could please send kind words, rainbows and/or kittens my way, that would be really nice.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict who’s been seriously ready to pop for DAYS,