Wasps? Hide Me. Things I Still Haven’t Done Yet

Round Tuit, Ten things i haven't done yet, Jane Goodwin Mamacita says: Wasps?  Hide me.

Here are some more things I haven’t done yet. This doesn’t mean I never will – just that I haven’t done them yet.

1.  I haven’t learned not to be afraid of wasps.  I AM afraid of wasps. Desperately, humiliatingly afraid.  The buzzing turns me into a whimpering gelatinous mass.

wasp, killer wasp, buzzing wasp

2.  I haven’t matured enough to be tolerant or logical about reality shows.  To sit and be entertained by the likes of Honey Boo Boo, hoarders, and bridezillas is beyond my comprehension.

bridezilla

3.  I haven’t learned how to iron clothing properly.  I can’t say that I never iron, but in the past twenty years, I’ve heated up that device maybe four times.  Sometimes I’ll have a guest (I love having guests!) who ask to use my iron, so I do own one, but I’ll have to say that my guests use my iron more than I do.  On those few occasions when I get out the iron, I’m actually sort of afraid of it.  What if I leave it on and go to school?  There are irons that turn themselves off automatically, but I don’t use one frequently enough to justify the expense.  To sum up:  I don’t iron.

iron

4.  I haven’t learned to appreciate expensive jewelry and designer shoes.  This one doesn’t bother me at all, really – I’m a steampunk jewelry and Skechers kind of gal.  However, when I’m visiting with my sisters, I really feel my lack of upscale taste.  I don’t care, but I do feel it.

5.  I haven’t learned to like country music as a genre.  Individually, I have heard a few songs that I liked, but they didn’t really sound “country.”  I dislike the boots, the hats, the shirts, the twangs, and the sexist assumptions.  I know that not all country music artists fit into this stereotype, nor do all of their fans.  But whenever I hear a twang pretending to be music, I cringe.

hillbillyI know there are tons of other things I haven’t done yet, but these are the few that come to my mind today.

You are allowed to disagree with me.

 

 


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