April is almost over, and the alphabet is almost complete. In honor of the letter Y, I will attempt to tell you some things you may not know about me.
I woke up with a yawn.
I have never been to Yosemite, York, Yonkers, Yonezawa, Yucatan, Yukon, or Yugoslavia. (Yes, I looked in the dictionary.) But, I have been to Youngstown, and Yellowstone.
I have not conquered the yo-yo.
I like yellow.
I also like to eat yams, especially when roasted with olive oil in the oven. Yum!
I have been known to yell at squirrels.
I am not ususally a yackity-yackker.
I think spiders and snakes are yucky, and if I see one I will yell, YIKES!!!!
I've also been known to yelp, on ocassion.
I worked in the yard yesterday.
I am no longer young, (sniff), but I would like to try a youngberry, and maybe visit the Fountain of Youth!
I can't yodel.
Being from the North, makes me a Yankee. But, I'm not from New York, so I'm not a damn Yankee.
I do not have a yacht.
My sister's grandchildren call her "Ya Ya". She was not that happy about it until someone told her it was Hungarian for grandma.
I can do a little yoga.
Knowing that tomorrow is the last day for this challenge makes me say, "Yippeeeeeeeee!!"
If you're yearning for me to finish, just raise a yak (if you can), and yell, "YO! YES!!!"
OK. I can take a hint!