MENUMENU
  • About
  • Buy
  • Press
  • Book Clubs
  • Writer Resources
  • Allie Larkin
  • Blog
  • Contact
  • g

Allison Larkin

Internationally Best-Selling Author

You are here: Home / 100 Things / 100 Things – 15 through 23

100 Things – 15 through 23

September 23, 2008 Filed Under: 100 Things

15. I’ve had The Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros stuck in my head almost continually since I first heard it a few months ago, but I still think it’s freaking hysterical, and I’m not tired of it at all.

16. October is my favorite month.

17. The sound of leaves crunching underfoot is my favorite sound, and I don’t think I could handle moving to an area that doesn’t have real seasons, because I’d miss that sound too much.

18. Every fall I eat apples until my stomach hurts. I never learn my lesson.

19. I studied classical voice for about 10 years. I’m not saying I was ever fantastic, but I didn’t drive animals and small children to cover their ears and hide or anything. Every once in awhile, when J’s not home home, I’ll pull out one of my old accompaniment tapes and wail a little Schubert or Faure, but I hate hate hate singing in public, and I just won’t do it anymore.

20. I gave up coffee for a year and switched to green tea, but life just wasn’t as sweet, so I’m back on the sauce (sauce being coffee).

21. I don’t drink much, and my tolerance sucks (it’s kind of a chicken or the egg thing). When I have to fill out forms a the doctor’s office and I get to the line where they ask how many drinks I have in a month, I write in that for the most part, I only have a glass of wine every other month or so at the most.

22. I am more verbose than most forms allow me room for.

23. I hate holidays and much prefer every day life, and wish we could just celebrate the people we love when we feel like it. I am thisclose to swearing off holidays completely.

8 Comments

Comments

  1. Mickey says

    September 23, 2008 at 7:17 pm

    Oh, I miss the Conchords. Thank you for that. So freakin’ funny.

    Fall is the shaz, no question.

    Reply
  2. nancypearlwannabe says

    September 23, 2008 at 9:22 pm

    I’m with you on the apple belly. Every year I remind myself of the stomach aches and yet… useless to stop it.

    Reply
  3. The Modern Gal says

    September 23, 2008 at 11:33 pm

    I love the Conchords.

    I feel the same way about my dancing as you do about singing. Except I never took dance lessons. i love to do it but I don’t want anyone to see,.

    Reply
  4. Howling Hill says

    September 24, 2008 at 1:34 am

    I swore off the holidays and find that I save a lot of money and frustration but it gets lonely knowing everyone else is getting together and I’m the one that isn’t there. It’s like I’m punishing myself. ANd now it’s too late to start attending because it’s been ten years. So be careful what you wish for.

    Reply
  5. beej says

    September 24, 2008 at 6:01 pm

    I was thinking about being the hiphopopotamus for halloween!

    Reply
  6. Noelle says

    September 24, 2008 at 6:05 pm

    Maybe Fall should just be a holiday. And I’m all about swearing off holidays until Christmas comes around, and makes me its bitch. Every year.

    Reply
  7. Allie says

    September 24, 2008 at 6:56 pm

    Mickey – You’re welcome. I want new episodes so badly!

    NPW – I am so happy to hear that I am not alone. I love the term apple belly!

    MG – Dance for the sake of dancing! Love it!

    HH – Thanks for bringing that up — really good point.

    Beej – You totally should! I was thinking of dressing up as Bret from The Humans Are Dead video. Not for Halloween or anything. Just ’cause. :p

    Noelle – I like that idea. Maybe we should start celebrating The Great Pumpkin.

    Reply
  8. Courtney says

    September 27, 2008 at 3:40 pm

    We have a lot in common! I also love fall, Flight of the Conchords, and apples. I still like holidays, though, but I do agree with your sentiment that we should share the love all year round.

    Reply

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

  • Home
  • Allie Larkin
  • Blog
  • Book Clubs
  • Contact
  • Writer Resources

allielarkinwrites

Okay, fine. Her jacket is reversible and we kinda Okay, fine. Her jacket is reversible and we kinda match. I admit it. Alright? We all knew this was coming. None of this should be a surprise to any of us. #dailyroxydog #huskychihuahua #dogjacket #peoplewhomatchtheirdogs
Just a dog in a puffy jacket that matches her lawn Just a dog in a puffy jacket that matches her lawn chair. And she likes it! #dailyroxydog #chihuahuamix #ilovemydog
We are in the habit of starting and ending our day We are in the habit of starting and ending our days side by side in our lawn chairs, while the light rises or dims. It’s still chilly at the outer edges of the day. Sometimes Roxy shivers. I bought her a sweater, but she won’t wear it. Sometimes I try to wrap her in my jacket, but she’s not having that either, so I throw her ball and try to get her run and then she comes back to her chair, warm for a little longer. #dailyroxydog #huskychihuahua #dogssittinginchairs
“I got a secret I should tell. I’m going up to “I got a secret I should tell. I’m going up to heaven in a split pea shell.” ~ @petermulvey43 Words Too Small to Say
Happy as a dog in a freshly dug nap hole. #dailyro Happy as a dog in a freshly dug nap hole. #dailyroxydog #huskymixesofinstagram
I saw this little dresser at my favorite magic ant I saw this little dresser at my favorite magic antique store sometime in November and didn’t buy it. But then, of course, I kept thinking about her. She’s the perfect size for my office, and I found those drawer pulls hilarious. When I finally went back in December, I told myself I was shopping for wall art, because I assumed she would be gone. But she was right where I’d seen her last: balanced on another dresser with boxes of old picture frames and tchotchkes piled on top (the true mark of a magic antique store). I didn’t even realize she had a towel rack — that she was a wash stand, not a dresser — until I asked about the price, said I’d take her, and my favorite magic antique store person asked if we needed to unscrew the towel rack to fit her in my car. I suspect this little sweetie is not from the days of necessary wash stands so much as from a country kitchen in the 80s. She was in rough shape, and not made from wood worth stripping and re-staining, but her price reflected that. I had to disassemble that door and put it back together, but I’d been in the market for some experience working with old furniture, and she made me feel brave about trying. I thought about painting her something more neutral, but I’m so glad I didn’t. She deserves to be pink. She’s not perfectly painted and needs a few touch ups. I learned some things about chalk paint and finishes. The drawers stick a bit. Eventually, I’d like to line them with fabric and when I do, I might plane the edges to smooth things out. But goodness, I love her in a way that I wouldn’t if I hadn’t spent time cleaning away her cobwebs and scrubbing the grime from her hilarious drawer pulls. She’s also become a little shrine for the book I’m working on, which makes me love her even more. I’ve always been a person who sees some soul in certain things, and I’m learning to cherish that idiosyncrasy, because there’s so much joy to be found in a brave little toaster or an underdog wash stand. We’re not here in the world for all that long. We may as well love some bright little things. #furnituremakeover
Load More... Follow on Instagram

© Allison Larkin | Site by Little Leaf Design