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Friday, December 6, 2013

December 6

Looking back....

Today's prompt for the blog-a-thon is to share your first blog post. So here it is...

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Let's get ready to rum ball!

Get it? Rum ball = Rumble. Well, this seems as good of a way to start a blog as any. Merry Christmas.

On December 24, 2008 I was 25, newly married, and working as a receptionist. I started out reading a couple of great blogs and was inspired to create my own.

This blog was started to be a place to be weird and goofy but my brand of weird and goofy is best experienced in person so instead I started writing about the goings on in my life.

It took a long time to find my "voice" here and I cringe reading some of my old posts. Cringe. But just like my brace-faced/home-permed/neon outfit middle school pictures, they still exist. I refuse to delete, keeping them as evidence of growth. Or something.

This blog and I have been through a lot together.

And to those who read, you have given me so very much.

I'll stop being such a sap now. Anyhow, thanks for reading.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

December 5

'Tis the season for lists, isn't it? For this one, I'm going to keep it in the family.

1. I wear my Grandma J's wristwatch everyday for good luck.

2. My mom loved to sign me up for things when I was a kid. I've taken dance lessons, figure skating lessons, trumpet lessons, quilting classes, soccer, etc. I did not/do not have the coordination, patience, or social skills for any of these things.

3. Bobaloo is the only person (until now) who knows that deep down I hate sharing food. This was expressed in a single sentence uttered by me at the bar, "I'm going to order nachos but you have to order something else because I'm not going to share."

4. I know that when it is eight at night here it is six in the morning in Iraq. I used to work the late shift and passed a mountain that had a light up "M" on it at night. My older brother was deployed and I would look at the "M" and think about how I was finishing my day and he was beginning the next. (The "M" stood for Mines, I pretended it stood for Marines.)

5. One of my favorite winter memories is my Pops and Uncle Doug taking me to the ski jumping tournament in Eau Claire, Wisconsin. The noise the skiers make when they jump is incredible.

6. I learned the F-word when I was three on Easter. I shouted it to my Grandma Cille and she started giggling so I kept yelling it around the house to all my relatives.

7. My family used to go to my Aunt Doreen's house on Christmas to go ice fishing. I loved it and still think that it's my favorite cold weather activity.

8. I used to watch my younger brother Kyle after school and every afternoon we'd eat a snack and watch Spongebob Squarepants.

9. My cousin Kira used to watch my brother and I in the summer when we were little. When the neighbor girls and I would stage our basement production of Annie, she would always enthusiastically play Ms. Hannigan.

10. Bobaloo and I found our dog Nik at a shelter. When we first met her she sat her ass right on Bobaloo's foot. I giggled, knew she was the one and that we weren't leaving without her.