Mad Libs Monday: “Letters Parents Hope Get Lost in the Mail” by Loralee Choate of Loralee’s Looney Tunes
(Our most recent guest Mad Libber was Daria from Boutique Cafe. You’ll love her “Bringing Home the Good…Or Is It Bad?…News” Mad Libs!)
Today’s “Letters Parents Hope Get Lost in the Mail” post comes to us courtesy of Loralee Choate and is from the Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Libs book.
Loralee of Loralee’s Looney Tunes is one of the most real people I know. Her writing makes me laugh, ponder, smile and cry—and that’s often all while reading the same post. Her caffeine-related tweets make me wish I could make a run to Sonic for a Diet Coke with pebble ice while her heartache-related tweets make me wish I could bring her a Sonic Diet Coke, a large box of Kleenex and some chocolate thrown in for good measure. Not all bloggers put it all out there, but Loralee does and I love her for it.
After the story you’ll find a few interesting facts about Loralee. Enjoy!
LETTERS PARENTS HOPE GET LOST IN THE MAIL
Yes, this really is Loralee’s life…
Name and/or nickname: Loralee (Ms. Tunes)
Blog(s) and/or website(s): Loralee’s Looney Tunes
Where you grew up: Bountiful, Utah
Favorite childhood game: “Pizza Hut” (My older sister got fired as a teenager from pizza hut so my twin sister and brother, who are much younger, thought that there was nothing in the world more hideous than Pizza Hut. So two of us would usually go all “Survivor” and team to gang up on one and dub them “The Pizza Hut” which meant that whenever they came into the room with us we would shriek and run away from them like they had leprosy. (We were such loving, supportive siblings to each other.))
Super cool mom moment (i.e., one of those moments when you were the coolest mom ever): The big graphics department making a custom portrait of my family where all of us have superpowers to promote the show No Ordinary Family. My Boys are freaking out and think I am pretty much the coolest mom on the planet.
Totally uncool mom moment (if you’re willing to share): I drove all teh way out of the Walmart parking lot before realizing my 11-year-old hadn’t gotten in the car. (Ugh.
Your go-to “drug” of choice (e.g., Diet Coke, chocolate, Peeps, Venti anything from Starbucks): Diet Coke (Duh)
Your guilty indulgence (e.g., reality TV shows, pedis, chick lit): Reality TV, especially The Real Housewives and The Rachel Zoe Project. (I want to turn Brad and his little bow tie and marry him.)
If you were stranded on a desert island, preferably in the Caribbean, which famous person would you want with you and why? Tom Hanks. Because he is hilarious. And also, I am sure he had to have learned some kind of survival skills filming Cast Away and could find us another volleyball friend to bond with to prevent us from going insane.