Six-Word Autobiography

Today's post is an interactive one.  Because I know my readers are smart and witty. So here it is, a six-word autobiography.  Tell me about your life in one sentence.

Here's a few I've written-

Eight kids, one husband, no time.

Eat, sleep, nurture, write, write, write.

Gather, wash, dry, fold, repeat daily.

So, here's the challenge. Write a six-word autobiography of your own. Either leave it in the comments on my blog, or post it on yours and let me know.  I'm looking forward to reading what you come up with.

Remember a few weeks ago, when I posted about Sadie being asked to prom? Tonight is the night. She's off on her first date.  Here's a couple pictures, and my last six words-




I'm not old enough for this.

Comments

  1. StephanieApril 22, 2012 at 5:56 AM

    Gasp! That orange dress! She's beautiful...

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    1. Julie DeMilleApril 22, 2012 at 5:51 PM

      Thanks. Having friends who wear the exact same size is a huge bonus!!

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  2. Shelley SlyApril 22, 2012 at 8:11 AM

    Wow, what a pretty picture! And eight kids, I don't know how you do it. I can understand where the "frazzled" part comes in. Nice to meet you!

    My autobiography off the top of my head:

    Writer, reader, blogger, and total procrastinator.

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  3. Jenn and CaseyApril 22, 2012 at 9:18 AM

    I love your autobiography! Mine would be "Still alive, what's the next adventure!?"

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  4. MarianneApril 22, 2012 at 9:28 AM

    She looks like Belle! Beautiful!

    Okay, my six word bio: She came, she saw, she blogged.

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    1. Julie DeMilleApril 22, 2012 at 5:53 PM

      Love it! That would be a great blog title!

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    2. Deb StevensApril 22, 2012 at 9:18 PM

      Ha! Love that the "blogged" bit leads us to your blog, where life takes on a cape of many more words than just six.

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  5. Kate MaxwellApril 22, 2012 at 12:11 PM

    You must be very proud!

    Here are two Six Words:

    Six words couldn't do it justice.

    More Loving, Traveling, Reading to do!

    Here is my Challenge. I hope you stop by!

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  6. esbbostonApril 22, 2012 at 3:10 PM

    My Six Word His Story:

    Always Living In The Middle Of Nowhere

    (I realize its 7 words instead of 6, but 3 of them are tiny and just prepositions and an article)

    (I just realized I used twenty words to eXplain the use of one eXtra word)

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    1. Julie DeMilleApril 22, 2012 at 5:54 PM

      Your extra word is accepted! As is your extremely long explanation.

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  7. Sleepy JoeApril 22, 2012 at 3:49 PM

    I am dreading the day I have to send my babies on their way, she looks beautiful, you must be so proud!

    My six words:

    Mother, lover, reader, dreamer, part-time writer.

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    1. Julie DeMilleApril 22, 2012 at 5:54 PM

      Wow, I like that. It fits me as well.

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    2. Deb StevensApril 22, 2012 at 9:16 PM

      I love the "dreamer" part. Today was hot, so the inside of our house turned into a veritable oven. Roasty-toasty. After the boys were snug in bed I went outside to sit in the evening breeze, try to cool off, and just day-dreamed for awhile. Evening-dreamed, rather. It felt so perfect.

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  8. Deb StevensApril 22, 2012 at 9:13 PM

    Never satisfied, but happily so. Heh.

    Or this one...

    Love of my life? Times three.

    Maybe this one...

    Restlessly ranting, roaming, reading, with mama-sass.

    Last one...

    Sun child, wildly sitting. Watching. Writing.

    Obviously this is too much fun.

    On another note entirely, your daughter is beautiful. I love her hair. Did she have so much fun? I was driving by a local floral shop today advertising prom flowers and out of the blue I thought of you :)

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    1. Julie DeMilleApril 23, 2012 at 8:36 AM

      Those are great!
      Sadie had a great time. Though, she's still trying to catch up on sleep.

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    2. Sleepy JoeApril 23, 2012 at 3:46 PM

      Love 'Restlessly ranting, roaming, reading, with mama-sass'
      You seem to have had a lot of fun with this :-)

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  9. JudyApril 23, 2012 at 8:23 AM

    California born, living, not yet dead.

    Beautiful pictures!!!! What a fun time for you guys!!

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    1. Julie DeMilleApril 23, 2012 at 8:37 AM

      Not yet dead? I'm so glad!! I'd hate to think I have a zombie-reader. :)

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  10. Masked MomApril 23, 2012 at 4:29 PM

    I love the photos of Sadie. I am intrigued at the six-word autobiography concept but have never yet come up with one I'm really satisfied with for myself. Guess I'm just too wordy. ;)

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  11. Sarah@The Best StuffApril 24, 2012 at 6:44 AM

    My six words:
    Trying to love and live deliberately.
    At least for today anyhow...maybe tomorrow my six word autobiography will be different. :)
    Loved seeing the prom pics. We just barely missed it this year...Rebekah turns 16 in a couple of weeks and prom was last week. I can't say I'm sad about that... :) I guess that means Homecoming will be our first big to-do. Much less pressure, right? haha.

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  12. carolApril 25, 2012 at 10:40 AM

    Living, loving and dreaming in Ohio.

    Not great, but the best I could come up with right now. Your daughter is lovely. I'm glad she had fun.

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  13. TangledLouApril 25, 2012 at 3:38 PM

    Beautiful girl! I hope she had a good time.

    Here's mine for now:
    Pants fall down. Sometimes makes sense.

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