Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Tuesday's Tribute: Jean, Jean, the reading machine
Today is Tuesday's Tribute. What is it? Well, I'll tell you what it is NOT... It's Not About YOU. It's about SOMEONE ELSE. It's our chance, each of us, to shine our light on someone else.
Huh? Whaddya mean?
We each spend a lot of time talking about ourselves and our lives, but we are also fairly GIVING people too...Tuesday's Tribute is a chance to talk about OTHER people, OTHER blogs, OTHER lives.
Now's your chance to shine your light on someone or something else.
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Today's post is all about my dear friend, Jean. She puts up with my many quirks and she always makes me laugh.
She comes with me on my bi-annual scrapbook beach trips and she doesn't like to scrapbook. Often times, she gets recruited to cut stuff from the cricut for all the other scrappers. She likes to help us out.
She can travel in the car with me for more than eight hours and we never run out of things to talk about.
You can pretty much ask her anything and expect an honest answer. She always tells me when I'm "stressin" and usually she is right.
Huh? Whaddya mean?
We each spend a lot of time talking about ourselves and our lives, but we are also fairly GIVING people too...Tuesday's Tribute is a chance to talk about OTHER people, OTHER blogs, OTHER lives.
Now's your chance to shine your light on someone or something else.
Click on the button below to read more posts or to play along.
Today's post is all about my dear friend, Jean. She puts up with my many quirks and she always makes me laugh.
She will not get mad at me because I posted this picture. Besides, I think she looks good in it.
She comes with me on my bi-annual scrapbook beach trips and she doesn't like to scrapbook. Often times, she gets recruited to cut stuff from the cricut for all the other scrappers. She likes to help us out.
She can travel in the car with me for more than eight hours and we never run out of things to talk about.
You can pretty much ask her anything and expect an honest answer. She always tells me when I'm "stressin" and usually she is right.
She reads faster than anyone I have ever met.
She does not question my motives when I stop at a giant skate along the road and tell her to get out so I can take her picture.
When I moved to south central Pennsylvania I felt very alone. No one at the bus stop acknowledge me or my children. It didn't take me long to figure out that people around these parts just ain't that friendly. There are some exceptions.
Jean introduced herself and said, "Welcome to the witness protection program."
I'm so glad she did.
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About Me
- kisatrtle
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.
5 random thoughts:
Sounds like you hit the friend jackpot with Jean! Lucky you!
Jean sounds like a fun person to hang out with! What a nice tribute to your great friend:) Nice photos too. She has a lovely smile.
You are so awesome!!! This made my day. Thank you! I like knowing that I touched someone's life somewhere!!! I had no idea you had so many pictures of me. I was expecting my little stick figure guy. lol
Jean sounds great. Can I adopt her too?
luv
En xx
She sounds fantastic!!! And she loves to read! YAHOO! I wish I had a Jean!