There’s a few things I’ll never ever do.
I’ll never ever climb Mt Everest. Never. It’s too high. Even if I trained for years it’d still be a waste of time because when I’d finally reach the top I’d have to keep my eyes shut. I’m so terrified of heights that I’d be scrambling to get down without even putting my teeny, tiny flag in the top of the mountain.
I’ll never ever go to a Disney On Ice Show. Unless I am at Disneyland or it’s taking place at the Central Park ice skating rink in New York. Same applies for a Nickelback concert.
I’ll never ever stop talking too much in group situations and then feel embarrassed afterwards. No matter how hard I tell myself to shut up, the words keep spewing from my mouth. Blah blah blah. I go on and on and imagine eye rolls and secret exchanges. I tell myself to stop, but still I keep talking. It makes me not want to socialise. I’m much better hanging out by myself.
I’ll never ever get why my husband doesn’t want to cuddle after sex. It’s SO NICE.
I’ll never ever understand maths equations nor will I be able to add up figures in my head without using my fingers to count.
I’ll never ever tire of beef and black sauce and, my other favourite, honey chicken. Never.
I’ll never ever understand why people are so fearful of same sex marriage or migrants. How are other people who love scary?
I’ll never ever get enough kisses from my kids.
I’ll never ever feel that I’m good enough, in my own eyes.
I’ll never ever stop trying though.
What about you? What will you never ever do?
Ugh, ditto for me with the talking, and inevitable over-analysis afterwards. An even bigger ditto for not understanding love-fearers.
I’ll never be able to bake well due to an inability to measure accurately and an overwhelming tendency to substitute ingredients!
Love this post Bianca. Snap on most things you’ve listed. I’ve never met you, but you’re either over-sensitive to others’ reactions when you’re talking, or you keep the wrong company. x I’ll never see Nickleback on Ice.
I can so relate to many on your list.
When I am at family gatherings and am chattering away I often tell myself to shut up as no one seems to really be that interested in what I have to say.
Thats where blogs are a comfort.I cant see the eyes roll when I type 🙂
Ps I always love reading what you have to say.xx
I’m always the one that talks too much. I start chatting and just can’t stop! I think its because I spend large periods of time with the little ones so when I get the chance of adult conversation I get a bit over excited.
I will never… hmm.. its a tough one. I’ve broken so many already “I’ll never let my kids watch tv”… (lasted first 12 months).. I’ll never let my toddler play with my phone.. (G has her own app folder)…
Its probably safe to say that i’ll never take a zumba class… but you never know…
I will never, ever knowingly eat mayonnaise.
I will never ever wear a football jersey. Never ever ever.
and I am the same with the talking!
I will never ever stop loving potatoes, best vegetable!
I’ll never stop loving a good old fashioned roast lamb with all the trimmings for dinner. Reminds me of when I was a kid and when my mother taught me how to cook one.
I’ll never be taller than 5 ft 3 inches. Which is why I love high heels so much, although now that I’m getting older there’s a lot to be said about a beautiful ballet flat.
I’ll never stop thinking about writing that book. One day, probably when my boys are a little older and less dependant on me (!!), I will finally have some time to give it a good crack.
Aaaaand, I’ll never stop reading your blog. Coz it was one of the first I ever found when I started blogging myself and I found your words and thoughts most inspiring!
You mentioned most of my nevers. I will never eat a big mac. I watch hubby eat them and think why?
Love this blog post. Has inspired me to write my own list of I Never’s. Thanks for an entertaining post!
I adored this one “I’ll never ever stop talking too much in group situations and then feel embarrassed afterwards. No matter how hard I tell myself to shut up, the words keep spewing from my mouth. Blah blah blah. I go on and on and imagine eye rolls and secret exchanges. I tell myself to stop, but still I keep talking. It makes me not want to socialise. I’m much better hanging out by myself.” That’s me to a tee….and I would never see Nickelback, even if they were in the lounge room.