It's time for another Theme Thursday. This week's theme is egg...Eggs?
Um...
Well, I can't take the easy way out and write about Easter eggs. It's not my holiday. And while I did get Easter baskets growing up, it was more because my mom wanted an excuse to give us truckloads of chocolate, jelly beans (that dad would always steal) and other goodies. I suppose we did decorate eggs for a short time, but all that ended when my sister and I got into a battle royale, sending dye and egg flying all over the kitchen. No more egg decorating after that. Those poor white cabinets were a little tie-dyed after that day.
So no to Easter eggs.
Faberge eggs maybe? The only thing I know about those eggs is that if I had enough cash laying around so that I could afford one, I would NOT blow that kind of dough on a bejeweled egg.
Okay.
So have you ever been to the egg? Yeah. The building. No, I didn't make that up.
Really? You didn't know there was a building they called "The Egg" either? Go ahead and google it. I confess to looking it up on Wikipedia too.I'm not going to do a post on eggs and fertility. Although my friends did just have their twins after trying to get pregnant for forever and doing all kinds of IVF. The girls are adorable.
I've never been to an Easter egg hunt at the White House (or anywhere else for that matter).
Egg rolls? I'm not really a fan. Particularly because the Chinese place by my house has about the worst egg rolls I've ever tasted.
Hmm... There was that one time during pledging where we had to "roll like eggs down Chapel Hill." We misunderstood the instructions and thought we had to roll down the entire huge hill between the Chapel and Route 1, rather than just the tiny slope along the side of the Chapel. You should have seen us try to stand up and run across the highway, dizzy as hell, and stumble over to ZBT for our last task...stealing their composite. (And no. This was not hazing. We, of course, wanted to stand on the mall doing the Macerena, singing at the top of our lungs, and bruise the hell out of ourselves tumbling across the sidewalks as we rolled down Chapel Hill. We, uh, thought it would be a good, um, bonding activity.)
Maybe that one falls into the "you had to be there at the time" category...
So what's left that's eggy?
I don't know. But you can check out this week's other Theme Thursday participants here and see what they had to say about eggs.
20 comments:
Good job not writing anything at all about eggs. Steller!
Happy Thursday.
Eggcellent egg memories.
Just picturing those cabinets was so funny, then you all doing the macerena in the mall. The cat was gving me those looks again while I was laughing out loud again. For not writing anything about eggs, you did a really good job.
Thanks for sharing those stories. Loved them.
Nice one Jaime!;)
nice play, about eggs yet not. and of course you wanted the bonding activity...brought back mems of my pledge days. ha.
Very nice - said plenty without saying much? hahaha
Hey, you could at least have given me credit, lol. :)
But good job incorporating a ton of eggy things into your post that is not about eggs.
Where is that building called The Egg? Guess I'll have to go take a look...
This is just too good to not comment on..oh wait...darn! Very enjoyable. And my pop also had the habit of nicking the jelly beans!
I'd say you about covered eggs in all their glory and non glory.
I was going to include an eggy phrase but it was too corny, even for me.
I love you got a whole post out of NOT writing about eggs!
I don't get the whole faberge egg thing either...would rather travel than having it in my lining room lol
take care :-)
Hi RRWhine,
I recognize that ugly egg building, I think. It's up in Albany?
Do you remember exactly why you and your sister went amok in the kitchen that day with all that paint and dye???
did not know about the Egg Bldg. that is bizarre.
tom: it's harder than you'd think to write about nothing.
ronda: i almost forgot about the pledging one.
mrs u: glad you liked the stories. and hopefully the cat doesn't think you're too crazy :)
candie: thanks
brian: did your brothers make you roll down a hill too?
wings: what can i say - i'm a lawyer. it's what we do.
rach: of course, you were my inspiration for this post
willow: it's in albany
subtorp: hubby steals andrew's jelly beans too. it must be in the job description
blueviolet: awww...but you could have really cracked me up
ms s: i have a tendency of turning most of my posts into random tuesday thoughts, don't i?
marianna: me too!
auntie: i'm not sure. we didn't get along until she went off to college... it was probably something stupid, like we tried to dip our eggs into the same colored dye at the same time and someone dropped their egg.
CA girl: i had heard about an egg building, but it wasn't where or what i originally thought.
What will you not write about next? ;)
I am convinced that Fabergé eggs are an elaborate hoax.
Megan: Looks like Earth this week :)
Kris: And an expensive hoax at that
I remember rolling and rolling than trying to stand up being dizzy.
Nice job for having nothing to write.
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