What Have You Done?

I liked this from Julie J.'s blog, so I did it too. The items bolded are the ones I've done.

1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language (Scottish?)
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen

61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies

62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma

65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check

68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy

70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial

71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt

73. Stood in Times Square

74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London

77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle

79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person

80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox

89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club93. Lost a loved one

94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee (a wasp)100. Seen Mount Rushmore in person
101. Learned to play an instrument

A Little Holiday Fun

So we are in D for the T-day HD. H is in P from eating too much HMB. H refuses to go to the H, even though the P is TI! Says we can't afford to P. B gets bugged and loads H into the C. I hop into the SH so I can run down to the H to meet up with H and B. After a while I get a PH-C from B, H doesn't have any more P. Really? Do you B him? Yes, he is Ting and not Wing in P anymore. OK, bring H back, I say. No more P for the rest of the day. Only 4 more days until the GB is O-U-T!

Can you translate the above paragraph from our Thanksgiving day fun?

Translation: So we are in Denver for the Thanksgiving Day holiday. Harold is in pain from eating too much homemade bread. Harold refuses to go to the hospital, even though the pain is totally intense. Says we can't afford to pay. Brice gets bugged and loads Harold into the car. I hop into the shower so I can run down to the hospital to meet up with Harold and Brice. After a while I get a phone call from Brice, Harold doesn't have any more pain. Really? Do you believe him? Yes, he is talking and not writhing in pain anymore. OK, bring Harold back, I say. No more pain for the rest of the day. Only 4 more days until the gallbladder is OUT!

Blogger Thief

Last night I sat around with a few siblings and the topic of blogs came up. As you could probably tell I've had a little bit of a blogging dry spell. I've been really busy with work lately and I just haven't been super inspired about anything in my life to blog about.

My brother, Paul, has apparently started a blog but hasn't posted to it yet. We were talking about fun things to post about and as we talked I got some great ideas. The problem is, the ideas all come from other people's lives. The very best idea was about how my brother Paul, the almost 42-year-old lawyer, is serving in the nursery. Come on people, there has to be a TON of fodder there. But that isn't even the best part. The best part is that Paul has apparently started bringing in adult treats for nursery. I guess goldfish just weren't cutting it? Anyway, here Harold and I are thinking that adult treats probably means fancier store bought cookies, specifically Harold was thinking Oreos. Nope. Paul brings in salami and provolone with french bread, guacamole and chips, salsa, etc. The list goes on, but I don't want to be a blog thief. We started speculating on the myriad of ideas for adult nursery treats. The possibilities are endless! Then Paul tells us how sometimes he sees the kids putting the little goldfish in their mouths as they look longingly up at the "adult treats," with a look in their eye that senses being cheated out of something. Then sometimes, the kids will start to pull their little chairs over to the adult treat table that is up a little higher. Then they are on their chair, with their arms high above their heads as they "feel" their way around the upper table for better treats. The image was priceless.

I have vowed that if I ever serve in nursery, that I am going to start bringing in adult treats. What a great idea! Suddenly the nursery will be the hot spot to serve. Paul loves those kids, too. He is having a ball in there, and not just because of the gourmet food!

Thirteen Years Ago...

I became a mother. I find it ironic that my cousin did an honest-to-goodness, naked, bare-bones post today on motherhood. Read it.

This is my girl: my beautiful, thoughtful, amazing girl. She has changed me and made me better.



Oh, how I love this girl! Happy Birthday Dear, Sweet Savannah.