Monday Quotes #1

I’ve decided to dedicate my Monday posts to my favourite quote of the past week. It could be something I’ve said that I find exceptionally witty, something my children or husband have said, or a quote from some random stranger, celebrity, or even from you!

In honor of me, I’m going to start by quoting myself! (FYI – I will be adding my razor-sharp wit to the things that make me an awesome Mom in my No Modesty Mother’s Day post later this week).

The Quote:

Drive like you mean it!

I live in a city with a lot of seniors who are driving tentatively in an effort to extend their lives here on earth. It often seems like they are surprised and terrified to find themself on the road and they aren’t sure if they actually meant to be driving. That drives me insane, hence the quote.

Enjoy and feel free to use it or adapt it to other things like:

Eat like you mean it! – For see-saw dieters.
Walk like you mean it! – For wanderers.
Cry like you mean it! – For kids who fake cry to get attention.

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About dirtyrottenparenting

I'm a parent of two lovely (most of the time) children. I work full time out of the home and I don't cook well, bake, sew, or do crafty things. I keep my high heels and jewelry at my office because there's no point in having them at home. I love Mondays because I can return to the world of adults, go to the bathroom alone and have nearly uninterrupted conversations with others.
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12 Responses to Monday Quotes #1

  1. stephicakes says:

    Ugh, I HATE wanderers. I ALWAYS get stuck behind them!

  2. semiblind says:

    I always liked The Killers’ song “Smile Like You Mean It”…

  3. Kathy V. says:

    “Walk like you mean it” just put “Walk Like An Egyptian” into my head. So yeah. Thanks?

  4. Kathy V. says:

    It’ll be fun for a while, but if it’s still in my head by next week I’m going to have to do something drastic, like listen to Yellow Submarine until it replaces it.

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