My Blogging Buddies Hit The Question Right Out Of The Park
That's right, my blogging buddies hit Tuesday's question right out of the park yesterday! It reminded of a time when a friend's son, Bobbarama a bat against a baseball so hard he sent it flying smack dab in the middle of a concession stand! There were two twisted sisters sisters totally-pissed-off about the whole thing. By the end of the day we were all so tired we went to Christy's Coffee Break to recover.
Anyway, getting back to my post, I hadn't any idea that so many of my readers could write comedy, plus such articulate posts? Tuesday's Question for several weeks now, and I've had remarkable responses, but yesterday really blew me away!
I'm proud of these talented bloggers, who took time out from their own blogs to answer my silly 'Tuesday Question!'
When I first thought of ways to connect with readers, I was told not to expect much in the way of participation, unless I was going to offer a healthy gratuity. However, my readers have proven that you can trust your instincts, especially when it comes to your friends.
I believe in friendship, and connecting with others, especially when I really like the people I've met. All of you are totally fabulous people, that I'm honored to know, and I will not likely forget, even when I'm famous. I will not forget that you stood beside me on my lonely walk to fame! Thank you so much for doing what is not an easy task, and something not many people have been able to do... render me speechless!
Here are the comments of the bloggers who commented with a link to their blog.
Please, help me show my gratitude for their friendship and participation, by clicking on their links and paying them a visit! Even if you already know the blogger, stop by and say hello.
Thanks to you all soo much, and be sure to join me again next week for my next Tuesday question. I'll try an find something fun to do ....
What's the story behind your first childhood kiss?
zubli zainordin, from Walks in Beauty and
What is the story behind my first kiss? I have been searching for it, and I am not able to trace it. Why? It was a flying kiss. Yet, now I am ready for my first real kiss. Then, I shall relate more...
insanity-suits-me (dawn), from Twisted Sister.... Totally Pissed off!
My first kiss.... ahhh the memories...
My first kiss was absolutely DISGUSTING! I was 11 years old and although I had a crush on this boy, apparently I wasn't ready to receive his wet, sloppy and drooly affections! I thought he was spitting in my mouth and all I could think was - "this is totally gross".
A year later that same boy kissed me again... his technique had improved and I have to admit I enjoyed it immensely! LOL
Ellen, from Positive Communication
ahhh Ann, what are you doing?? This is getting way too personal...
Now I will having to confess that..
I'm still waiting for my first kiss..
Really, really tried EVERYTHING: staying in bed for a couple of days pretending to be asleep, walking around with two big signs saying 'free kisses here', even went to the pond searching for some frogs.. NOTHING...
So.. I'll have to pass on this one...
Looking forward to experiences from others though.. just to experience it a little bit...
Christy, from Christy's Coffee Break,
My first kiss was at sixteen with the pizza boy. He was the most popular guy in his high school, super good looking, but there wasn't a spark to be found, lol. I was the envy of every girl in that high school for the next two years, so it was a worthwhile kiss! Now if you asked me what my BEST kiss was you'd hear a completely different story, lol. :)
Sandee, from Comedy Plus
Well Ann, I haven't a clue. I don't remember at all. I know there had to be a first kiss, but I really don't remember. So, it must have been a blah kiss. You know, not gross or great. Now if you want to talk about hot kisses, that's another story. I'll be thinking about this question for days I'm sure.
Bob, from Bobbarama.com
I'll always remember my first kiss, mostly because I missed in the dark with my eyes closed as I leaned in for the big moment and kissed her in her nostrils.
I still clearly remember thinking in the dark with my eyes closed, 'Where exactly on her face am I?'
I can't even begin to imagine what she was thinking.
Cathy, if you're reading this, just be glad I didn't know how to French kiss at that age --- twelve, was it? --- because we'd both still be having nightmares.
Bob, I wonder what Cathy thought? (Laughing out loud)
I laughed myself silly at all of your answers! Thank you to all of you again, I could read this post over and over!
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The Boogeyman From Planet-Lackawanna-
Motherhood is an art impossible to explain, one which requires a vast sea of love, devotion, compassion, and understanding, unmatched by any affection we will ever know again.- Ann Clemmons
Words are the core of our souls, without written, vocal or lyrical expression we lose sight of one another or worse, ourselves. Words bring forth the essence of the human spirit; so express yourself without abandon.
Beatrix Potter’s Journal, 17 November 1896, from the National Trust collection.
Alone in her world
of make believe
weaving her stories
of magic and light
She brings joy
to the eyes
of innocent minds
less jaded and free
For only they know
what's in her heart
holding the secrets
she guards so well
Life's hidden mysteries
belong to those
whose wisdom and truth
shine on in imagination
Written for Ann
Of The Horoscope Junkie
Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,” he told me, “just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”'
F. Scott Fitzgerald. (Lines from The Great Gatsby)
"A Southerner Talks Music"
"A book must be the ax for the frozen sea inside us."
An author values a compliment even when it comes from a source of doubtful competency.
- Mark Twain in Eruption
"I like a good story well told. That is the reason I am sometimes forced to tell them myself"