Okay, what can't you do? (Page 3)

Well, then you only can't figure it out because you're making it too hard!

http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?term=taint

This says it's from the French attaindre "to touch upon, seize." They're talking about the verb form, but maybe someone somewhere (maybe in France) said "please, touch upon me there."

Me too! And I can't not move my hands while talking either.

*sigh* Me too.

Hah! I used to check my hair all the time when walking anywhere (window reflections, etc.). Now, I look down at my thighs while walking, marvelling at muscles I haven't seen in 25 years. I touch them all the time. I'm in disbelief that they are there.

Heh, I just did it at my desk - ran my hand over my thigh. I'm a studette! Not as studly as I'm going to be, but I am on my way.

Hey Lara.....

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I can't not count stairs as I'm walking up or down them.

I can't eat plain, ol' eggs - scrambled, fried, hardboiled, anything. 

I can't give birth.

I can't seem to attract my target demographic:  female, single, 25(ish)-35(ish), childless, relatively athletic

I can't wear contacts, though I really, really tried.

I can't graduate at the end of this semester.

I can't drink alcohol.

I can't do alot of other things too, but they are too numerous to list.

Steve

I love SpongeBob! I made a SpongeBob cake for my nephew a few years ago.

YOU are training for IMAZ. YOU are a goddess.

Sorry Renee, I hadn't thought about you at all today

That's a switch, huh?

I am also north-south-east-west impaired!  It doesn't help that I live in Atlanta which is circled by a major roadway 285 where north-south-east-west changes periodically.  I always give directions by city name i.e. go toward/away from Decatur etc.   Years ago when I travelled alot for work, I found this to be the case in LA.  The directional signs listed city names not n/s/e/w.  Kind of difficult when you don't know where anything is!

I CAN'T do math, neither can my husband.  It is a secret from our children, we are hoping they missed this non-math gene.

• I can't navigate my way out of a paper bag.  I can't follow a map without turning it around in the direction I'm heading, and even then, it's sketchy.
• I can't play guitar, despite months and months of lessons and trying. It just never sounded like music.  
• I can't sing. (Sounds even less like music)  
• I can't do anything mathematical... or having to do with simple physics.

***SIGH***

But, I can ride my bike with the boys, so that's got to count for something. Ha! There!

Whizzzzzzzzzzz

You MUST come to the Reebok Women's Triathlon on Sunday in St. Pete. It's a women's triathlon, just for women, no guys allowed to compete cuz it's for women only. Say hello to me, Jessica (Tri Take Me Away) and Lucy (Christine). We'll be the 3 women gabbing together pre-race.

i can't not make up stupid nicknames for my dogs (law and order: special puppies unit, cassadoodle noodle, cassapuppa liebowitz).

i can't stop admiring my muscles.

i can't refrain from giving my opinion on everything.

i can't breathe right when i'm swimming.

and i can't fight this feeling anymore. 

LOL! Because women gabbing will be a rare sight at a women's only tri.