As much as I enjoy Mondays, this week I can’t help but wonder where the weekend went — thank goodness for photographic evidence? I got an overwhelming positive response on my last As We Speak post, and since I’m feeling a bit too scatterbrained to type out a coherent wordy post right now, do you mind if I cop out and show you my Sunday through selfies instead? No? You guys are gems. I still can’t say that I love taking ’em, but at least selfies are getting a little easier.
Happy Monday! 😀
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As we speak, I’m… burning my fingers (and tongue) on a hot cup of coffee. When will I learn to let things cool down a little before I try to eat/drink them? Probably never…
As we speak, I’m… flashing you a picture of my melons. Shameless.
As we speak, I’m… foraging for food. Shhhh. Don’t make any sudden movements. Let us observe the Amanda in its natural habitat…
As we speak, I’m… tight lining my waterline and praying to God that I don’t sneeze or slip and poke my eye out. I like my eyes — I would like to keep them.
As we speak, I’m… close to running late for church yet insisting on taking a good selfie before I leave. Ahh the sacrifices I make to blog…
As we speak, I’m… showing you how I really feel about having to get some work done on a Sunday… and entertaining myself by making goofy faces while I’m stuck on hold.
As we speak, I’m… modelling my sexy thermal socks for you guys. Admit it… you want a pair of purple and turquoise smart wool socks of your very own. I know you do.
As we speak, I’m… snowboarding the afternoon away, but this is the only picture I managed to get because taking selfies around friends makes me feel even more narcissistic than taking selfies alone. That and having to take my gloves off to whip out the iPhone in the cold and snow puts me at a higher risk of frostbite than I’d like. I like my fingers — I would like to keep them.
As we speak, I’m… in my parents’ kitchen, defrosting before dinner with a cup of decaf. And no I will not take off my hat — I have hat hair.
As we speak, I’m… Sneakily snapping up a selfie in the bathroom after dinner. Class all the way. And again — hat hair.
As we speak, I’m… [Christmas] movie marathoning. The combination of a day of boarding and a filling dinner meant I wasn’t leaving the couch any time soon. I honestly thought of spending the night, but I had no way to deal with my contacts, and the thought of sleeping in them just — no.
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Your turn! As we speak, I’m… ____________.
Do you have a problem with waiting for things to cool down before you eat/drink them too?
Do you enjoy talking on the phone? I honestly have no idea how I spent hours on it when I was younger…
If you wear them, can you sleep in your contacts?