Y is for Yipee!!

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! 

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