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So this morning I got an email from my sweet sister-in-law, Lorraine. She was being very complimentary about my blog - and has even told a friend about it (I'd insert a blushing smilie here, if I had any idea how...)

Anyway, in her over-zealous flattering comments, she posed a challenge I can't pass up. Lorraine said "Name one thing you CAN'T do!"

Okay - here you go - but it's a lot more than one...

  1. I can't keep my house clean.
  2. I can't get off my butt to finish the furniture that's been sitting in my basement with only one coat of paint for OVER A YEAR.
  3. I can't make small talk.
  4. I can't get my kids to stop arguing.
  5. I can't finish any non-fiction book.
  6. I can't pick out shoes.
  7. I can't keep my yard looking nice.
  8. I can't manage to send long distance gifts because I hate the post office.
  9. I can't mend.
  10. I can't make egg dishes in the oven - they ALWAYS turn out runny.
  11. I can't dance. Seriously. No rhythm.
  12. I can't tell the difference between expensive coffee and Folgers.
  13. I can't do cartwheels.
  14. I can't run like cool people do - I run like a Mom.
  15. I can't think of anything to say in intellectual conversations.
  16. I can't ski - water or snow.
  17. I can't remember names.
  18. I can't paint a room well - I'm very sloppy.
  19. I can't make a pie crust from scratch - ask the other sister in law about that...
  20. I can't knit, or crochet, or tatt, or quill.
  21. I can't admit I'm wrong...(been working on this one for years...)
  22. I can't make layered cakes.
  23. I can't serve a volleyball.
  24. I can't do HTML - I'm so lame, I don't even know the correct verbage for this one.
  25. I can't throw, or catch. Total freak here.

So there you have it.

Comments

  1. Steve11:43 AM

    Wow. You are pretty unskilled. At least I can do html!

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  2. Anonymous9:48 PM

    I'm only buying 12 as true "I can'ts", the rest are just "I'm too lazy to do it" or "I don't REALLY want to do it" or "I'd rather be filling my time with blogging". AND, the ones you listed weren't majorly important "I can't" issues. Face it, you were in the front of the talent line in heaven and got more than your fair share. You should feel bad. Or not.

    -LKC

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  3. Rachael3:00 PM

    LOL... may have to lift this idea for my blog! ;)

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