The Middle: Famous Last Words.


It’s one thing to get the last word, but then there are famous last words. And you can quote me:

I only need to get a couple of things at Costco– This is not possible; I’ve tried! There are no couple of things at Costco, only huge numbers of things.  I’ve managed once or twice to get out in the $30 range, but most often I go in for a rotisserie chicken, some avocados and one other item and come out with: giant boxes of cereal; a huge bags of peppers/ lemons/ mangos/grapes/lettuce/broccoli/insert other produce; several loaves of bread; new books for my pile (even though I really should buy them at our wonderful local book store); almonds; beef jerky; new socks; stamps… Kaching! $300

For the record– There are lot of things on the record.

Oh! I could never finish this whole thing! – Don’t say this; just don’t. Chances are you will finish it, and then everyone will know that you ate a whole lot of something.

I’m only going to eat two of these chocolate chip cookies/brownies/ insert sweet thing (I’d never be foolish enough to say ‘one’) – It’s not going to happen. If I make a batch, and it’s sitting in the kitchen, all bets are off. I’m going to eat them… all. And blame the kids.

I would never… Never say never darling. It’s just bound to land you in a heap of I told you so. 

I’m just going to check one quick thing (on my computer)- Down the rabbit hole! Every. Time. Call me a sucker, but here, try it.  START HERE:,     THEN THIS:     AND THEN:    OR:    THERE’S MORE!(who can resist babies?):   It’s endless Alice!

I just want a little bite– Of almost anything that I would say this about… it’s a slippery slope.

I mean it!– Generally translates to: Seriously, don’t make me say it again… Stop it… really… I mean it!

I’m not going to say this again– Translation: I’m about to say this again.

Oh Grow up!– It’s one thing to say that to our children, but oh how it stings when they do.

We could really use some rain: Inevitably leads to “Rain again?”

I’m going to tackle that mess in my office– Tomorrow.

I’m going to get all of my holiday shopping done early this year.– tick tick tick…

I can write a post under 500 words. I can!

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Voila! 424 words

About Dawn Quyle Landau

Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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8 Responses to The Middle: Famous Last Words.

  1. You may find you like posts under 500 words!
    Costco– very dangerous place, esp if you go when hungry and all those samples…


  2. I’m afraid I’m guilty of all of the above. How many times will it take me to learn I can’t eat just one of anything? I’m not that disciplined. Haha! Great post!
    Also, I love the “If by “happy” you mean, trapped with no means of escape…” lol!!


  3. I’m guilty of a lot of things as well. Of course, those are some lovely guilty pleasures at the time.


    • Oh please, you can’t leave it at that! What are you guilty of Crystal Green? 😉 And yes, those are often the best. Thanks for checking out my blog. Hope you’ll stop by again and read some other posts. I appreciate the comment, and time.


  4. I do all of the above! Just yesterday I ran to the store for bananas and yogurt. I left with four bags of groceries. I also say things like, “I’ll give you one more chance.” Of course, it turns into a zillion more chances! 🙂



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