Today I got to spend some fun time swimming in this hotter than ever East Texas weather with our friends Amanda Sue and her husband, and my sister. We made my husband cook his famous burgers, and we gorged ourselves and then played the part of the beached whales afterward. Once Amanda and Daniel had left, Melinda and I stayed out there a little longer, and my child took his nap. I had already gotten plenty of sun on my front, and I didn't want to look different depending on which side of me you saw, so I was laying on my float in the middle of the pool with my back exposed to the sun. All was going well, I was almost asleep, until I it felt like I moved my toe across paper and had gotten a paper cut. But, being on the float, I knew that wasn't possible, so I picked up my foot and sat up to look at it, when a little red bug then attacked my other ankle! I don't know if you've ever tried to get off of a float in the middle of the pool very quickly and at the same time gracefully, but it wasn't working for me. I went all the way under, hollering while I did... because that little red bug was a WASP (and I don't mean in the political sense of the acronym.) and it stung me TWICE! OUCH!
I was a big girl, though, and remembering that my child was asleep in the room closest to the pool, I didn't scream really loudly all the curse words that came in my mind. Instead, I pounded my feet on the bottom of the pool trying to make the pain go away. It didn't work. Then my sister remembered that when she got stung by a wasp, they put meat tenderizer on it to take away the pain, so she went and got ours. When she put it on there, I couldn't tell what was worse, the pain from the sting, or the fact that she picked up the seasoned meat tenderizer... it was basically putting salt into a paper cut. I almost cried then. Instead, I made her get Jonathan, and he got the bug stuff, and put it on my toe and my ankle, and now they only hurt in spurts, like cramps or something, and that doesn't feel very good. My husband is so sweet, that then he went back inside and told me that if my tongue started swelling, to yell for him so that he could take me to the ER. And, just how was I going to do that with a swollen tongue? I didn't ask. I figured it would be okay. So, here I sit, doctored up by two people that I feel sure will NEVER earn a doctoral degree in medicine, and I am reminded again, that Yes, I am a wuss.
Stupid wasp. And I didn't even get to kill it.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Monday, June 27, 2005
I'm a Big Wuss
Today my child had his one year old shots. Knowing that the point of the whole doctor visit was to inject potentially healing fluids into my little man's plump little thigh, I enlisted the strength of my husband. I say strength, and I initially meant strength in the definition of muscle usage, but then I realized I really meant that I also needed him to be the strong unnerved daddy for me, too.
I can't stand needles. I mean, yes, I have gone through labor, and I had the whole IV thing and epidural and all, but I didn't watch them put them in, so that was my saving grace. But, with my child, it's a whole different story! I can't watch him get his shots. I can't hold him because I'm not strong enough to hold him down without him moving. But, he did really well! The best part is that we don't have to go back for any more shots until he's 4 years old! I don't even want to think about that yet... HOLY COW!
But, I really am thankful that my child does well with his vaccinations, and I don't have to deal with any bad after effects. The worst thing that happens to him is that he gets a little hard bump on the spot where they get him. If that's all that happens, we can handle that! :)
Thank God my child deals with pain much better than I do! Like I said, I'm such a wuss!
I can't stand needles. I mean, yes, I have gone through labor, and I had the whole IV thing and epidural and all, but I didn't watch them put them in, so that was my saving grace. But, with my child, it's a whole different story! I can't watch him get his shots. I can't hold him because I'm not strong enough to hold him down without him moving. But, he did really well! The best part is that we don't have to go back for any more shots until he's 4 years old! I don't even want to think about that yet... HOLY COW!
But, I really am thankful that my child does well with his vaccinations, and I don't have to deal with any bad after effects. The worst thing that happens to him is that he gets a little hard bump on the spot where they get him. If that's all that happens, we can handle that! :)
Thank God my child deals with pain much better than I do! Like I said, I'm such a wuss!
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Slacker
Recently, I was accused of being a lazy slacker on my blog. I would like to admit my faults and apologize to those people that come here to check in on my life.
The reason I have been a little lacking on my site here is that I have been back to school working on my Master's classes again. We go Monday through Friday, from 8:30 in the morning until 4:30 in the afternoon. I don't like being there that long. But, oh well. I just keep reminding myself that I am getting paid to get my degree, and when it is all over, maybe I'll get a little more added to my paycheck just for having it. Somehow, though, I doubt it. We shall see.
Life around here is nonetheless going on, whether I'm here all day or gone. My mother-in-law came last week, and my mother was here this week, and now I'll have two weeks off to watch my child all by myself! :)
Micheal is walking now, and he's talking about anything he sees. I knew that I would have a smart little boy, but I didn't know what else I would be passing on to him. I studied all the other things that I would genetically be passing on to my child, but I never knew that anal-retentive genes were able to be passed down. Here's an example:
Micheal has these blocks. They're really like big Legos for babies to help their motor skills. Micheal worked on putting them together for a couple weeks, but then once he figured out how they worked, he really showed me how much I passed on this trait to him. His blocks are all red, green, blue, black and grey. They have lengths of one, two, three and four, and my child likes to put the red ones with the red ones and the blue ones with the blue ones. And don't even try to put a green two and two blue ones together. They don't match and he doesn't like them together! All I could think was how sorry I was for passing on such a pain of a trait. Of all the things I wanted my child to get from me, this was not one of them. All I could do was hug him and tell him how sorry I was. Oh well. I'll just do better at passing on other things, like what the colors are, and how to count the bumps on the blocks, and maybe we can salvage the learning capabilities from these things after all! :)
The reason I have been a little lacking on my site here is that I have been back to school working on my Master's classes again. We go Monday through Friday, from 8:30 in the morning until 4:30 in the afternoon. I don't like being there that long. But, oh well. I just keep reminding myself that I am getting paid to get my degree, and when it is all over, maybe I'll get a little more added to my paycheck just for having it. Somehow, though, I doubt it. We shall see.
Life around here is nonetheless going on, whether I'm here all day or gone. My mother-in-law came last week, and my mother was here this week, and now I'll have two weeks off to watch my child all by myself! :)
Micheal is walking now, and he's talking about anything he sees. I knew that I would have a smart little boy, but I didn't know what else I would be passing on to him. I studied all the other things that I would genetically be passing on to my child, but I never knew that anal-retentive genes were able to be passed down. Here's an example:
Micheal has these blocks. They're really like big Legos for babies to help their motor skills. Micheal worked on putting them together for a couple weeks, but then once he figured out how they worked, he really showed me how much I passed on this trait to him. His blocks are all red, green, blue, black and grey. They have lengths of one, two, three and four, and my child likes to put the red ones with the red ones and the blue ones with the blue ones. And don't even try to put a green two and two blue ones together. They don't match and he doesn't like them together! All I could think was how sorry I was for passing on such a pain of a trait. Of all the things I wanted my child to get from me, this was not one of them. All I could do was hug him and tell him how sorry I was. Oh well. I'll just do better at passing on other things, like what the colors are, and how to count the bumps on the blocks, and maybe we can salvage the learning capabilities from these things after all! :)
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Joke's On You
Previously, I have posted some cute little jokes that I knew would amuse my easily amusable friends. Today, I found one that would amuse even those that are not so amusable, and I knew I had to share it with all of you. Here goes:
A bus carrying only ugly people crashes into an oncoming truck and everyone inside dies. When they get to meet their maker, because of the grief they have experienced, He decides to grant them one wish each before they enter Heaven. They're all lined up, and God asks the first one what her wish is. "I want to be gorgeous." So God snaps His fingers, and it is done. The second one in line hears this and says, "I want to be gorgeous too." Another snap of His fingers and the wish is granted.
This goes on for a while with each one asking to be gorgeous but when God is halfway down the line, the last guy in the line starts laughing. When there are only ten people left, this guy is rolling on the floor, laughing his head off.
Finally, God reaches this last guy and asks him what his wish will be.
The guy eventually calms down and says:
"Make 'em all ugly again."
So, the next time you are last in line...smile!
The last laugh isn't always that bad! :)
A bus carrying only ugly people crashes into an oncoming truck and everyone inside dies. When they get to meet their maker, because of the grief they have experienced, He decides to grant them one wish each before they enter Heaven. They're all lined up, and God asks the first one what her wish is. "I want to be gorgeous." So God snaps His fingers, and it is done. The second one in line hears this and says, "I want to be gorgeous too." Another snap of His fingers and the wish is granted.
This goes on for a while with each one asking to be gorgeous but when God is halfway down the line, the last guy in the line starts laughing. When there are only ten people left, this guy is rolling on the floor, laughing his head off.
Finally, God reaches this last guy and asks him what his wish will be.
The guy eventually calms down and says:
"Make 'em all ugly again."
So, the next time you are last in line...smile!
The last laugh isn't always that bad! :)
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Why They Call Them Cycles...
When you were younger, you waited on it because it meant you were growing up. When it finally came, you said, “Hooray! I’m a woman!”
When you were in high school, you waited on it because it meant the end of the year was coming. When it finally came, it was a cramp in your style, and it limited your activities at the lake.
When you were dating in college, you waited on it because it set your calendar. When it finally came, you said, “Thank God! Don’t have to get married yet!”
When you got married, you waited on it because you’re trying to plan your future. When it finally came, you said, “Not a family, yet!”
When you were trying to get pregnant, you waited on it to count your days. When it finally came, you said, “We’ll try again next month.”
When you thought you were pregnant, you waited on it, hoping it didn’t show up. When it never did, you said, “I’m gonna be a mom!”
When you have a toddler, you waited on it, hoping to spread your children out over a larger time frame. When it finally came, you said, “Thank God, we’re still a family of three!”
When your kids are all grown up, you wait on it, praying that you aren’t old enough, yet. When it finally comes, you say, “See, I’m not that old, yet! I’m still a young woman.”
When life is back to being simple, you wait on it because you don’t want it to come. When it finally stops coming, you say, “No more dealing with that anymore!”
And the cycle of life continues…
When you were in high school, you waited on it because it meant the end of the year was coming. When it finally came, it was a cramp in your style, and it limited your activities at the lake.
When you were dating in college, you waited on it because it set your calendar. When it finally came, you said, “Thank God! Don’t have to get married yet!”
When you got married, you waited on it because you’re trying to plan your future. When it finally came, you said, “Not a family, yet!”
When you were trying to get pregnant, you waited on it to count your days. When it finally came, you said, “We’ll try again next month.”
When you thought you were pregnant, you waited on it, hoping it didn’t show up. When it never did, you said, “I’m gonna be a mom!”
When you have a toddler, you waited on it, hoping to spread your children out over a larger time frame. When it finally came, you said, “Thank God, we’re still a family of three!”
When your kids are all grown up, you wait on it, praying that you aren’t old enough, yet. When it finally comes, you say, “See, I’m not that old, yet! I’m still a young woman.”
When life is back to being simple, you wait on it because you don’t want it to come. When it finally stops coming, you say, “No more dealing with that anymore!”
And the cycle of life continues…
Thursday, June 02, 2005
I am not sick, I am just disgusting...
Whatever you have in your mouth, get rid of it. Whatever you have in your hands, put it down if you don’t want to drop it. What I am about to tell you is part grossness, and part hilarity. I probably couldn’t tell anyone about this in person, for fear of seeing their faces when they heard the news, but for you, my Internet friends, I can bare all on my blog. So, here goes!
A week or so ago, I had some popcorn for dinner with my sister. And you know how when you eat popcorn, you still find shells in the sink when you brush your teeth a few days later? Well, a few days ago, I thought one of those accursed remaining kernels was lodged in the back of my throat. I tried to cough it up, I tried to brush back there without gagging, I tried everything I could think of, all to no avail. I still had an annoying feeling in the back of my throat. Luckily, I am married to a man that is used to me asking him to aid me with gross things. So, I asked him to look in the back of my throat to see if he could find the source of my annoyance. Unfortunately, I heard the sound that I didn’t want to hear… eewww!!! Due to my husband’s profession, he can handle just about anything gross, so I was really worried when I heard him gasp. When I borrowed his flashlight, I found that in the back of my throat, next to my little dangle-down thing, was a very sizable lump with two big white spots on it. GROSS! My problem was that my throat didn’t hurt, I was just feeling annoyed. I didn’t think I was sick, but I’ve never had huge bumps in the back of my throat, either.
My sweet-yet-grossed-out husband told me that if it didn’t hurt, I should just try to gargle with salt water and if it didn’t go away, then go to the doctor. But, I think that gargling with salt water is disgusting, so I didn’t do it. And, it didn’t get any worse, but it wasn’t getting any better either. So, I looked up strep throat on the Internet, and found a description of the growth in the back of my throat. So, instead of worrying about if my child would be infected by my kisses, I made a doctor’s appointment.
You know how doctor’s offices are, they “squeeze you in” so that you can sit in the waiting room for half an hour, and then they put you in a room, where you sit there for a half an hour, and then the doc comes in (spending a total of five minutes in the room), looks in my mouth and tells me that I have a particle of food stuck to my tonsil and that it is making my tonsil enflamed. She told me that she didn’t have the right tools to do anything, and she didn’t want to use the wrongs ones because I could bleed to death (HOLY CRAP! BLEED FROM MY TONSILS!), but if I would just “gargle aggressively” for a few days, and then if it didn’t go away by next week then I should go to an ear, nose and throat doctor so that he could extract the particle with the right tools. Holy crap! EXTRACT IT! I guess I should have done one of two things… either gone to an ENT doc in the first place, or listened to my husband’s advice a couple of days ago. But since when is my husband allowed to be right about medical advice?
So, I have the proverbial good news, bad news situation… The good news is that I am not sick and do not have strep throat that I could infect my child with. The bad news is that I don’t know how to swallow all of my food correctly or something, which makes me disgusting.
A week or so ago, I had some popcorn for dinner with my sister. And you know how when you eat popcorn, you still find shells in the sink when you brush your teeth a few days later? Well, a few days ago, I thought one of those accursed remaining kernels was lodged in the back of my throat. I tried to cough it up, I tried to brush back there without gagging, I tried everything I could think of, all to no avail. I still had an annoying feeling in the back of my throat. Luckily, I am married to a man that is used to me asking him to aid me with gross things. So, I asked him to look in the back of my throat to see if he could find the source of my annoyance. Unfortunately, I heard the sound that I didn’t want to hear… eewww!!! Due to my husband’s profession, he can handle just about anything gross, so I was really worried when I heard him gasp. When I borrowed his flashlight, I found that in the back of my throat, next to my little dangle-down thing, was a very sizable lump with two big white spots on it. GROSS! My problem was that my throat didn’t hurt, I was just feeling annoyed. I didn’t think I was sick, but I’ve never had huge bumps in the back of my throat, either.
My sweet-yet-grossed-out husband told me that if it didn’t hurt, I should just try to gargle with salt water and if it didn’t go away, then go to the doctor. But, I think that gargling with salt water is disgusting, so I didn’t do it. And, it didn’t get any worse, but it wasn’t getting any better either. So, I looked up strep throat on the Internet, and found a description of the growth in the back of my throat. So, instead of worrying about if my child would be infected by my kisses, I made a doctor’s appointment.
You know how doctor’s offices are, they “squeeze you in” so that you can sit in the waiting room for half an hour, and then they put you in a room, where you sit there for a half an hour, and then the doc comes in (spending a total of five minutes in the room), looks in my mouth and tells me that I have a particle of food stuck to my tonsil and that it is making my tonsil enflamed. She told me that she didn’t have the right tools to do anything, and she didn’t want to use the wrongs ones because I could bleed to death (HOLY CRAP! BLEED FROM MY TONSILS!), but if I would just “gargle aggressively” for a few days, and then if it didn’t go away by next week then I should go to an ear, nose and throat doctor so that he could extract the particle with the right tools. Holy crap! EXTRACT IT! I guess I should have done one of two things… either gone to an ENT doc in the first place, or listened to my husband’s advice a couple of days ago. But since when is my husband allowed to be right about medical advice?
So, I have the proverbial good news, bad news situation… The good news is that I am not sick and do not have strep throat that I could infect my child with. The bad news is that I don’t know how to swallow all of my food correctly or something, which makes me disgusting.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Fun Facts
Here’s the list I read on another page and now I’m putting it on my page. Everything marked with an X is something I have done.
( ) Smoked a joint
( ) Been in a wet t-shirt contest.
( ) Crashed a car
( ) Stolen a car
(x) Been in love (and in lust.)
( ) Had a threesome
(x) Been dumped
( ) Shoplifted
( ) Been fired
( ) Been in a fist fight
(x) Snuck out of the house
(x) Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back
( ) Been arrested
(x) Made out with a stranger
( ) Gone on a blind date
(x) Lied to a friend
( ) Had a crush on a teacher
( ) Been to Europe
( ) Skipped school (not even on Senior Skip Day…I’m such a loser.)
( ) Seen someone die
( ) Been to Canada
(x) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
( ) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(x) Thrown up in a bar
( ) Purposely set a part of yourself on fire
( ) Eaten Sushi
( ) Been snowboarding
(x) Met someone from the internet in person
( ) Been moshing at a concert
(x) Been in an abusive relationship (emotionally/verbally abusive)
(x) Taken painkillers (after having wisdom teeth removed, and after giving birth)
(x) Love someone or miss someone right now (love my hubby, miss my friend Erin)
(x) Laid and watched cloud shapes go by
(x) Made a snow angel
(x) Had a tea party
(x) Flown a kite
(x) Built a sand castle
(x) Gone puddle jumping
(x) Played dress up
(x) Jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) Gone sledding
(x) Cheated while playing a game
(x) Been lonely
(x) Fallen asleep at work/school
( ) Used a fake ID
(x) Watched the sun set
( ) Felt an earthquake
(x) Touched a snake (when I was younger and braver)
(x) Slept beneath the stars
(x) Been tickled
( ) Been robbed
(x) Been misunderstood
( ) Pet a reindeer/goat
(x) Won a contest
(x) Run a red light
( ) Been suspended from school
( ) Been in a car accident
(x) Had braces
(x) Felt like an outcast (first day of 5th grade at a new school in a new state)
(x) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
(x) Had deja vu
( ) Danced in the moonlight
(x) Hated the way you look
(x) Witnessed a crime
( ) Pole danced
(x) Been obsessed with post-it notes (what teacher isn't?)
(x) Walked barefoot through the mud
(x) Been lost
( ) Been to the opposite side of the world
(x) Swam in the ocean
(x) Felt like dying.
(x) Cried yourself to sleep
( ) Played cops and robbers
(x) Recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers
(x) Sung karaoke
( ) Paid for a meal with only coins
(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t
(x) Made prank phone calls when you were younger
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
(x) Caught a snowflake on your tongue
( ) Danced naked in the rain
(x) Written a letter to Santa Claus
(x) Been kissed under the mistletoe
(x) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about
(x) Blown bubbles
( ) Had a bonfire on the beach
( ) Crashed a party
(x) Gone rollerbladdin’
(x) Had a wish come true
(x) Worn pearls (borrowed Mom's when I got married)
( ) Jumped off a bridge
( ) Screamed the word penis in public
( ) Ate dog/cat food
( ) Told a complete stranger you loved them
(x) Kissed a mirror
(x) Sang in the shower
(x) Owned a little black dress
(x) Had a dream that you married someone
(x) Glued your hand to something
( ) Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole
(x) Kissed a fish
(x) Worn the opposite sex’s clothes
( ) Been a cheerleader
( ) Sat on a roof top
(x) Screamed at the top of your lungs
( ) Done a one-handed cartwheel
(x) Talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
(x) Stayed up all night
( ) Didn’t take a shower for a week
( ) Picked and ate an apple right off the tree
(x) Climbed a tree
( ) Had a tree house
(x) Am scared to watch scary movies
( ) Believe in ghosts
(x) Have more than 30 pairs of shoes
(x) Worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say (Red Ribbon Week)
( ) Gone streaking
( ) Played chicken
(x) Been pushed into a pool/lake with all your clothes on
(x) Been told you’re beautiful by a complete stranger
( ) Broken a bone
(x) Been easily amused (everyday!)
( ) Caught a fish then ate it
( ) Caught a butterfly
(x) Laughed so hard you cried
(x) Cried so hard you laughed
(x) Mooned/flashed someone
(x) Had someone moon/flash you
( ) Cheated on a test
(x) Forgotten someone’s name.
(x) Slept naked
(x) French braided someone’s hair
( )Grown a beard
( ) Belong to the KKK
Now, if you read this, you must also put it on your blog. Mark the items that you HAVE done with X’s.
( ) Smoked a joint
( ) Been in a wet t-shirt contest.
( ) Crashed a car
( ) Stolen a car
(x) Been in love (and in lust.)
( ) Had a threesome
(x) Been dumped
( ) Shoplifted
( ) Been fired
( ) Been in a fist fight
(x) Snuck out of the house
(x) Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back
( ) Been arrested
(x) Made out with a stranger
( ) Gone on a blind date
(x) Lied to a friend
( ) Had a crush on a teacher
( ) Been to Europe
( ) Skipped school (not even on Senior Skip Day…I’m such a loser.)
( ) Seen someone die
( ) Been to Canada
(x) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
( ) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(x) Thrown up in a bar
( ) Purposely set a part of yourself on fire
( ) Eaten Sushi
( ) Been snowboarding
(x) Met someone from the internet in person
( ) Been moshing at a concert
(x) Been in an abusive relationship (emotionally/verbally abusive)
(x) Taken painkillers (after having wisdom teeth removed, and after giving birth)
(x) Love someone or miss someone right now (love my hubby, miss my friend Erin)
(x) Laid and watched cloud shapes go by
(x) Made a snow angel
(x) Had a tea party
(x) Flown a kite
(x) Built a sand castle
(x) Gone puddle jumping
(x) Played dress up
(x) Jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) Gone sledding
(x) Cheated while playing a game
(x) Been lonely
(x) Fallen asleep at work/school
( ) Used a fake ID
(x) Watched the sun set
( ) Felt an earthquake
(x) Touched a snake (when I was younger and braver)
(x) Slept beneath the stars
(x) Been tickled
( ) Been robbed
(x) Been misunderstood
( ) Pet a reindeer/goat
(x) Won a contest
(x) Run a red light
( ) Been suspended from school
( ) Been in a car accident
(x) Had braces
(x) Felt like an outcast (first day of 5th grade at a new school in a new state)
(x) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
(x) Had deja vu
( ) Danced in the moonlight
(x) Hated the way you look
(x) Witnessed a crime
( ) Pole danced
(x) Been obsessed with post-it notes (what teacher isn't?)
(x) Walked barefoot through the mud
(x) Been lost
( ) Been to the opposite side of the world
(x) Swam in the ocean
(x) Felt like dying.
(x) Cried yourself to sleep
( ) Played cops and robbers
(x) Recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers
(x) Sung karaoke
( ) Paid for a meal with only coins
(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t
(x) Made prank phone calls when you were younger
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
(x) Caught a snowflake on your tongue
( ) Danced naked in the rain
(x) Written a letter to Santa Claus
(x) Been kissed under the mistletoe
(x) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about
(x) Blown bubbles
( ) Had a bonfire on the beach
( ) Crashed a party
(x) Gone rollerbladdin’
(x) Had a wish come true
(x) Worn pearls (borrowed Mom's when I got married)
( ) Jumped off a bridge
( ) Screamed the word penis in public
( ) Ate dog/cat food
( ) Told a complete stranger you loved them
(x) Kissed a mirror
(x) Sang in the shower
(x) Owned a little black dress
(x) Had a dream that you married someone
(x) Glued your hand to something
( ) Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole
(x) Kissed a fish
(x) Worn the opposite sex’s clothes
( ) Been a cheerleader
( ) Sat on a roof top
(x) Screamed at the top of your lungs
( ) Done a one-handed cartwheel
(x) Talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
(x) Stayed up all night
( ) Didn’t take a shower for a week
( ) Picked and ate an apple right off the tree
(x) Climbed a tree
( ) Had a tree house
(x) Am scared to watch scary movies
( ) Believe in ghosts
(x) Have more than 30 pairs of shoes
(x) Worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say (Red Ribbon Week)
( ) Gone streaking
( ) Played chicken
(x) Been pushed into a pool/lake with all your clothes on
(x) Been told you’re beautiful by a complete stranger
( ) Broken a bone
(x) Been easily amused (everyday!)
( ) Caught a fish then ate it
( ) Caught a butterfly
(x) Laughed so hard you cried
(x) Cried so hard you laughed
(x) Mooned/flashed someone
(x) Had someone moon/flash you
( ) Cheated on a test
(x) Forgotten someone’s name.
(x) Slept naked
(x) French braided someone’s hair
( )Grown a beard
( ) Belong to the KKK
Now, if you read this, you must also put it on your blog. Mark the items that you HAVE done with X’s.
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