The Lawsons did Dallas!

A Few Random Things

October 3, 2007

First, traveling with a toddler takes it right out of me. We didn't get home until one in the morning last night, so James has been a one man party today--all day. I'm about to take him to kid care at the YMCA--you know, so I can share the wealth.

Second, glance down to the bottom of my blog. I've gotten over twenty-thousand unique views! Almost ten-thousand of those occurred in the last month, so THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU for posting my link and telling your friends about The Lawsons do Dallas!

Third, I'm waaaaayyy behind on my regular blog reading, so I apologize for my recent lack of comments. I try to read everyone's blog who reads mine, but lately it's gotten a little bit out of hand. Hopefully I'll get back on track this weekend.

And third, I'd like to answer your questions from the Frequently Asked Questions page. Here are your answers in the order in which the questions were received (as if that really matters).

Jess asked...You know, I'm beginning to think you're a sprite of some kind: in each picture you've posted of yourself, you look different. Like a different person. Each time.So, my question to add to the list:Are you a shape-shifter?

Great question Jess! I am indeed a shape-shifter/sprite. My true identity is as a miniature woodland leprechaun named Punchinita McGee. I spend most of my days riding through the forest on the back of my shimmery purple unicorn named Kevin. When Kevin naps, I like to blog from my home--a hollowed-out weeping willow tree. My laptop picks up a great wireless signal from Cinderella's nearby castle. Shapes I enjoy shifting into include, but are not limited to, Denise Austin, Amy Lawson, Eddie Murphy, and Condollezza Rice.

Fine, that's a lie. No I'm not a shape-shifter or a sprite (whatever that is). Actually, fantasy type creatures freak me out more than a flaming poo in my toaster oven. So never accuse me of such a thing again, got it? Truth be told--sometimes I wear makeup, sometimes I don't. Sometimes I brush my hair, and sometimes I don't. That's all there is to it.

Vanilla asked...I have a question. What will the new name of your new blog be?

Oh, I don't know. Maybe Amy Lawson Gets a Tummy Tuck! or The Lawsons Get a Paycheck! or The Lawson do Marriage Counseling!What do you think?

And then he asked...Ooooh. Another question: Was I supposed to post questions here or back over at the main blog?

Dude, I don't know! I'm not that organized. You're like my oldest reader....c'mon, you know that!

Anonymous asked...Do people really ask you these questions frequently or did you just make them up?

Well geeze Anonymous, I can't decided if you're being funny or snippy. Just remember, I give you free laughs every single day, so be nice.

But since you asked, each of these questions has been asked at least one time. So if you want to get technical about it, I guess I shouldn't have used the word "frequently." Details schmetails.

Rachel- a mom needing some time to decompress asked...

Well she asked many questions, so we'll go at this one by one:

Do Mormons really have horns?

Noooo!!!! But it is very true that Mormon women have ghetto-booties, Mormon men have more white shirts that they know what to do with, and Mormon children have impeccable manners. Oh, and then there's the secret tattoo, I almost forgot--we all have beautifully detailed tattoos of ligers (lion+tiger=liger) on our left shoulder blades.

If Maine is filled with so many different, interesting types of people...what category to you fall into?

I would say that I fall into the intensely bright super-model category...with a little, spicy touch of redneck.

Since I live in Dallas and I know you personally do I get to claim to be one of the funniest people you know and that you will cry on your pillow every night for me when you move to Maine?

Rachel, I already cry for you on my pillow every night when I think about moving to Maine. That's why I have that cardboard cut-out of you in my bedroom--in hopes that it will make the transition easier. That's also the reason that I dress in black and sneak pictures of your family around the dinner table each night...I don't want to forget the small things, ya know?

Ok, have a great night troops!