I talk too much.
I can just hear my mother as she reads this, saying, "Really? That is brand new information!"
Normally, I don't mind this about myself. And I don't think others mind it that much either.
The only time it gets to be obnoxious is when I know I should shut up... and I don't.
Generally, there are two scenarios here.
The first is when I am talking to someone who I want to think I'm funny.
To prove this to them, I will talk way too much and say many uninteresting and/or awkward things. The wittier I try to be, the louder the crickets are.
The second is when I simply will not shut up.
This is when I'm talking, and despite the best efforts by my brain, I can't stop. I will talk for five minutes straight about sandwich bags, the Empire carpet jingle (800-588-2300, Empire!), calypso music and Pez, because, in my mind, it makes perfect sense.
It's incredible when you can watch it happen but it's not actually happening to you.
My redhead, Lisa, used to witness this a lot.
She was pretty good at petting my hair, cocking her head to the side and saying, "Mmkay, time to go," and she would lead me away.
Sometimes, if I went quietly, I'd get a cookie.
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alas- i have met my twin.
i talk so much it hurts.
hurts others.
sometimes i replay in my mind the dumb things and brought up to people and it makes me laugh/cringe in my sleep.
"did i really ask that guy last night about his pubic hair preference?"
sometimes it's just too too hard to harness.
Sometimes I talk so much I can't hear the voices in my head.
I tell myself, "Shut UP Self."
I never listen.
I wish I had someone to pet my hair...
mmm... I have a problem with scenario number one... my husband has since labeled me as an over-sharer... I've always been an introvert who wants with her whole heart not to be... so when I get in social situations, I get nervous and usually start talking about sex... it's really out of hand.
I have a constant case of foot in mouth syndromee =]
Once I told my sis's boyfriend that when I have a lot to drink, I just become more talkative.
His response: "I don't know how that's even possible."
ok,...... way too funny... it sounds like me rambling away...
another Sara E thing?
ok... now are you an Elizabeth too?
all Saras originally from the midwest
are Elizabeths, like me :)
Some of my best friends talk too much! The important thing is to be aware of your prolific mind.
Thank you for visiting my website, I left a reply for you over there.
Glad to follow you and look forward to more.
That Empire jingle gets stuck in your head, doesn't it. So thanks a lot for that, now it won't go away.
Everyone needs a Lisa. :-)
Happy SITS Saturday Sharefest!
Ha! I can totally picture this. I'd be like the redhead. I'm real good at shushing people, but I also love an entertaining monologue of babble.
I'm here for the people who talk too much convention. Do I need a nametag?
I know what you mean, my brain says "stop!" but I keep going and going!
I've found my soul mate!
Following your blog!
Vanessa
Thanks a lot. Now I have the Empire jingle running through my head!
Stopping by from SITS to say hello! You have such a fun blog!
I talk too much sometimes too, but I never get cookies out of the deal. Not even Nilla Wafers, which aren't really cookies at all. Not even Fig Newtons, which I pretend not to like because I want to be a cool non-Newton eater. But I DO like figs and Newtons when they are united. But not the off-brand ones because the recipe on those is always way off.
Really? Sometimes you talk too much? I had NO IDEA!
I was never all that chatty until I had kids. Now, if I'm in the company of adults, I simply can't shut up. And worse, I can't stop yakking about the kids, even to people who don't have kids or care what adorable/funny/obnoxious things mine are doing. And then I go home and retell it all to the Internet. At least the other bloggers opt-in to that sort of thing.
I'd be happy to shoot the breeze with you about Pez anytime. :)
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