Pop Quiz

July 31st, 2007 4:09 pm

I love the myriad of quizzes that are on the internet for people to take. I mean,not only are people making these quizzes…apparently, someone is taking them. Some of them are outrageous. Maybe it’s because I’m not an internet quiz taker? Here are the titles to a few that really tickled me with my commentary in blue:

What kind of Easter Egg Are You?( Who thought this up? Really?)
Are You Destined for World Domination? (Pssh…Who isn’t?)
What should you be for Halloween?(I’m not ever sure what to say about this one.)
What piece of lingerie are you? (Honestly now, who doesn’t sway these quizzes so they end up being what they think suits them best?)

So, maybe these quizzes come in handy for someone out there. Well, hopefully they do anyway. I hope the person who was on a lifelong quest to figure out what kind of easter egg they are will now be able to sleep easier at night. I know that I will. I guess if I was really, really bored I might take one or two of them for kicks. However, I’m not really interested in what kind of easter egg I am. Or what kind of playing card I am.

Perhaps I should take up writing quizzes that apply to my life and title them with things like:

Should you clean your house today or not?Take this quiz instead of doing it!
Will Your Laundry Ever Wash It’s Self? Take this quiz to see if you have the powers to make it!
Find Out What Kind of Snarky Quiz Viewer You Are! Since you’re probably making fun of the vast array of quizzes on the internet!
Which book should you read instead of folding towels? Find out here!!

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On a happier and less sarcastic note, Allie is napping. This happens to be a miracle in and of itself. She hasn’t voluntarily napped in the longest time. But she just fell over a few minutes ago in the rare event of stillness. She’s so pretty when she sleeps. or breathes. or anything. Napping is rare for her though. It doesn’t matter how many attempts are made to get her to nap. She just isn’t interested. So, the fact that she just randomly conked out on her own is almost worrying.

Random conversation held with Allie today:

Me: Allie…will you please pick that toy up?

Allie: No. I not want to. After all, it’s yours mommy.

Me: After all? When did you start saying after all? Seriously, Allie, I don’t own a hot pink electric guitar. I’m pretty sure it’s your toy.

Allie: Nope. Yours. I give it to you. You pick it up.

It’s really hard not to laugh when your child is attempting to outsmart you by saying “after all” and then attempts to gift the toy to you so that you have to pick it up. It’s going to be a long day.

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