Behold, I am the ham sandwich, and other random acts of weirdness

Coutesy of Jen:


You Are a Ham Sandwich


You are quiet, understated, and a great comfort to all of your friends. Over time, you have proven yourself as loyal and steadfast. And you are by no means boring. You do well in any situation – from fancy to laid back. Your best friend: The Turkey SandwichYour mortal enemy: The Grilled Cheese Sandwich

What Kind of Sandwich Are You?

So, the other day, I was driving home. The car in front of me–not one of your newer cars, mind you–had spray painted on the back: $2,000 or a Hummer H2.

Do you think he had any takers?

The other day, also in the car, Andrew was musing about various aspects of life. He said, “Mommy, I can’t wait until I’m on one of those “where are they now” programs.”

Me: “Wha–?”

And for the final act of random weirdness. I frequent an online writing site (as most of you know). Quite a while back, I was writing a ghost book. About five other people suddenly had their own ghost book, which was a little odd, but these things tend to happen in cycles. The weird part was, one book had a ghost named Charity.

That was a little weird.

Well, the other day, I was surfing about. I’m writing YA now. So what do I find? Another YA work in progress–with a character named Charity.

I guess it would be different if I had a more common name. But ending up in everyone’s works in progress is a little … weird.