A few bloggers I know do a Wordless Wednesday Meme each week. I knew that this wasn’t one for me. Since the day I was born I haven’t been wordless. In fact, my parents considered naming me Chatty Kathy.
All through my childhood, I was one of those kids who just talked. I drove my sister crazy. We would be lying in bed at night and I would start talking and asking her questions and I would go on and on and on. She would kindly tell me, “Good Night”, and I’d reply, “Good Night”, only to go right back to chatting all over again.
As the years passed I moved in with my Grandparents. I would sit and talk to my Grandmother for hours. I would tell her about school, about my day and go on and on.
She once told me, after I had married and left home, that the worst part of my moving out was the silence. The one and only time anyone has said this to me.
A few years ago a friend of Hubby’s’ was driving me across Florida to meet Hubby at another airport. We were driving along and I was doing my usual chatting, hardly taking a breath. Finally he interrupted me and said, “I bet you can’t shut up for 10 minutes”.
Ten minutes? Not a problem. We started the clock. One second, two seconds, three seconds…It was the longest ten minutes of my life! I did, however, make it, although I felt slightly queasy afterwards.
I don’t think I talk as much as I once did. At least I try not to.
What’s that?
Hubby is now laughing hysterically.
Well I am trying!
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I am the same way! I am constantly talking and sometimes find that nobody is listening! Hmm…I can understand the longest 10 min of your life. I should try that some time 🙂
My parents played that “See how long you can keep quiet game” all the time when I was a kid. I never was very good either!!
It is true, I am the sister who for years and years couldn’t go to sleep because of the Chatter. I have to admit I miss it, sometimes.
That must be where I got it from!!
Have a good day!
Love,
Mandy
Why do I really believe you? 😉
That’s a sweet post. Good to know about you ahead of time. People tell me I think too much. So, what’s worse, thinking too much or talking too much?
BTW, just because I think doesn’t mean I don’t talk. ;0]
Pam
lol, you remind me of a good friend of mine, sometimes I have the feeling we’ve met 2 hours for coffee and she’s done all the talking! I don’t mind, I am a good listener!
This is a LOL post. It makes me think of Chloe, “Little-Girl.” She talks, and talks, and talks. One time our car stopped in the middle of the road and we called one of our friends to come pick us up. She rode with the friend back to the house. When Casey and I got back to the house our friend said, “Man, your daughter never shuts up.”
But, I like it because like you mean about your grandmother–it keeps the house hoppin’ and fun and full. That’s the way a house should be. So keep up the good work, Chatty Kathy. hehe
LOL!
Think of it this way: You have so much going on in your brain that you HAVE to release it somehow or it’ll explode from withholding knowledge.
(a mind is a terrible thing to waste!)