C is for computer…of which I have one….of which I completely am at a loss as to what I am supposed to be doing to it….
I received a long message in my editor notes section that essentially says “fix me”, but it is in computereez and I don’t speak it. I forwarded it on to the geekette but dunno if she has even seen the message yet.
C is also for CoCola which I am dying for right this minute.
C could be for my little brother Charlie, but it isn’t. Instead, it is more likely for Cyranny of freezingland…she means more to me actually than my idiot of a brother.
C is for cauliflower which I will never again be forced to eat…not fried, not baked, not boiled and covered with cheese…….nope, it’s on the Suze’s endangered veggie list.
C is for cafeteria food…specifically the food that never again will pass my lips.
C is for cathylynnbrooks.com , the lovely one who thought up this watery challenge………
C is for China……..as I found a china jar that matches a couple of bowls of mine and it cost all of 50 cents at a yard sale.
C is for a term that shall remain nameless, at least in my G rated blog………….yes, It is sexual and yes, everyone does do it then lies about it!
That’s it….I am sick of C stuff now. MaybeI can come up with a different letter that will produce intelligent discussion tomorrow….but I doubt it.