25 Random Things

I wrote this list for Crackbook.

1. I'm left-handed
2. I told my dog I was pregnant before I told anyone else (in 2006)
3. I bruise easily (both physically and emotionally)
4. I wish I lived close to a coffee shop that's open during the evenings
5. I miss some people I used to be close to
6. I love tater-tot hotdish and sushi, but not at the same time
7. I don't trust any doctor who says "It won't happen again" just after saying "I don't know why it happened"
8. I got my tattoo with one of my Facebook friends
9. I've owned a white Ford Tempo, black Chevy pickup, a red Chevy convertible, blue Kia, and green Blazer
10. I was a thumbsucker and carried a blankie, just like my daughter does now. It makes me so happy.
11. I think storms are awesome, love weather!!
12. I blog
13. I love road trips with my husband
14. I ride a hot pink and black cruiser during the summer
15. I pretended to speak in tongues as a child...so I would fit in
16. I once put a handful of sunflower seeds in my mouth, then quickly realized they were covered in tiny ants!!
17. I hate TV stations that play the commercials twice as loud as the show I'm watching
18. I walked in my sleep & had night-terrors
19. I'm a morning person
20. I shop MN real estate on a regular basis
21. I pray a lot, but very rarely go to church
22. I'd love more house guests
23. I'd love a vacation with my husband
24. I love my crock pot
25. I'm having trouble finding friends willing to jump on my "Let's move to Minnesota" bandwagon

There it is.
It's the latest thing to do to waste more time.

What would make you want to?

I was standing there,

watching them.

Thinking...

These people

have a lot of passion.

And they're completely

INSANE.

It makes for great entertainment.

I've been a slacker. Sorry.

Bug is getting smarter every day.

She is learning shapes, which is

stunning to me.

She's trying to count to twenty.

And the singing...between her own

rendition of the ABC's song and a

post Christmas call-out to Santa

with "Jingle Bells" a few times

each day, it's the

voice of an angel in my ears.

She sleeps easily and peacefully.

She eats stubbornly and sparingly.

She laughs frequently, loves openly.

The other thoughts in my head,

I don't key them in.

The thoughts are mostly questions.

The thoughts are my biggest fears.

The thoughts make me so uneasy.

I'm not writing them here.

Maybe someday.

Sea Turtle

Hi Bug, I wanted to tell you this before it has a chance to become one of those memories that we have trouble remembering as the years pass by.

The photo above shows you holding up a Christmas ornament, a "santa sea turtle". This ornament that you're holding is one that we purchased on the island of Kauai in Hawaii.

You were in my belly.

I sat on the beach watching the ocean, feeling so lucky to be in such a beautiful place. It was Thanksgiving, 2007. I had so much to be thankful for. I didn't know anything about you yet, only that you would be loved and that we were very blessed. I sat on the chair with my feet digging into the sand, feeling so calm, so peaceful, listening to the waves and the laughter in the distance. And then,

Butterflies.

You moved in my belly.

It felt just like butterflies were fluttering their wings, again and again.

You picked the perfect time and perfect place.

I thought I had felt you move once before, but this time you made sure I knew it was you.

Now, in December of 2008 you present us with the sea turtle for our tree and you present me with a memory of you, before I knew you. Thank you Bug. I love you.

Goodbye 2008

I was good for awhile.
But, I can say that about quite
a few things in my life.

I often sit at the keyboard with nothing
to say.
My plan was is to keep myself a little diary.
My problem is that I don't know
what I want to say to myself.
Maybe I don't want to hear it??

I'm spending way too much time
thinking,
stewing,
panicking?,
about change.
(This has nothing to do with you, Obama, get over it.)

I've done a lot of changing.
I love mixing it up.
I keep wanting more of the same.
Huh?

Rarely content.

I'm content in love.
And I love my family,
my whole family.
Everyone up and down the line.
But I think that's it.

I'll trade everything else.
Sorry.
I do care.
I do cherish this and that.
But so be it, if it's gotta be.
I'll survive.

But my family,
they're not on the table.

I must be very lucky
to love like this.

But I drive myself half-crazy most days
thinking about the
what was,
what is,
and
what's just around the corner.

I re-read and realized just now that I'm way off topic.
I never went where I was going.
I thought seriously about changing the beginning.
But then I changed my mind.

I'll admit it...

Today
I love winter.
I love this snow falling.
I love the Christmas music that
seems to sing directly to the snow
begging for more.
Fall
Fall
Fall

I feel like I'm wrapped up
in a big white blanket.

Me, Really?

My first award.
Honest Scrap.
I do enjoy saying it fast.
I'm told that this award is given for
telling it like it is.
I'm also invited/required(?) to
post ten honest things about
myself. Then it's up to me to pass it on to
seven more bloggers who I believe
tell it like it is.


Thank you "Jacqui"!
I'm honored!


10. I'm highly irritated when I see people write "your" where they should have written "you're".
9. I believe there is more than one path to God.

8. I have terrible knees.

7. I would move away from here in a heartbeat to be near my family.

6. I have a terrible feeling I'll be diagnosed with cancer.

5. I too, have an addiction to the internet.

4. I love rock climbing and wish I could lead a 5.10 route.

3. I have never smoked pot, but I really don't mind if you do.

2. I am left handed, unless there are scissors in my hand.

1. I believe in ghosts.

Bonus honesty...I'm glad you read this.

I'll have to edit and add seven bloggers
at a later date. My blog circle is quite
small right now.

Thanks again Jacqui!

Missing: T

I have been MIA for awhile.

This matters to almost noone else.

I'm very ok with that.

I'm only kicking myself because this is

where I store most of my memory.

"Ya" know?

I traveled to the great state of my

creation (as far as I know),

Minnesota.

My daughter seems to have inherited my

wanderlust. Sweet. We traveled by car for three weeks,

and she shed less tears in the car than her mother.

Wherever I set up the pack-and-play, she passed out.

She met new people almost every day and never failed

in showing her new friends warmth and kindness.

At just a year and a half, I am amazed by her openness

in every new environment she's

thrown into. I love this about you Bug.

Moments from three wonderful weeks

traveling to the land of 10,000 skatings rinks:

Nebraska at night is a good way to see it.
Negative six degrees is not a warm welcome.
Elmo + mountains = carsick
Meat raffles aren't as fun as I'd hoped.
Grandparents are such a blessing.
Good sushi in MN? why yes!
Next time, I'll just buy the pie.
Sun dogs make my heart flutter.
MN Zoo - not as big as it was when I was small.
Michelob Golden Light
Pond Hockey
Trader Joes, buy the Chuck
The town that drank too much, still does.
Bug will not be allowed to date hockey players.
Sister, Sister-in-law :-)
"Spin for the meat"...must be yelled with gusto.
"I think I threw my back out!" shit.
Everyone is so nice here.
Leaving family behind makes me cry.
Watching snow blow across the highway is a trip.
Again with that Elmo, mountains, vomit thing. Gross.
Unpack the car with some relief, but...

If home is where the heart is...am I lost?

Monday night prayer

God,

The drive home tomorrow
is making my heart race.

This isn't the best weather
for transporting precious cargo.

Please give me a window
of stillness,
maybe sunshine?
or armour

But not the invisibility cloak-
I don't want to hear
"I didn't even see you."

If I leave Tuesday morning,
I should be home by Noon
on Wednesday.

Safe travels please -
for everyone.

Amen.