Tagged

Ok, I never get tagged and I always find them really interesting and I finally got tagged, so here I go . . .

20 years ago . . . I was 6. I was in kindergarten and I made a book everyday. To the point that my teacher was worried about me and MADE me play with blocks- with boys. I remember being on my knees, blocks before me, boys on the other side of them and me just staring at them, about to cry, not knowing what to do (with the blocks that is). My sister Rebecca started to teach me the piano. I wanted to start earlier but my parents made me wait 'till I was 6. My best friend was Stephanie. She lived across the fence. I remember both of us sitting on the fence, talking for hours. This is what I remember, who knows if it really was like this.

10 years ago . . . 16 . . . oh wow, no good. All I cared about were boys and what my dress was going to look like for the Prom. I quit cheerleading that year. My life was dancing (I never missed one church or school dance- EVER). My best friend was Amy Hutcheson. There was a church parking lot down the street that I would pull into to change into more scandalous clothing before I went to school. Like I said- no good.

5 years ago . . . 21 . . . Old enough to go "clubbing", which I did a lot of. I REALLY wanted to get married. It occupied my thoughts WAY too much. That year I started my own business at a new salon. I was very nervous, but it was the best decision to go out on my own. I pierced my lower lip and took it out 3 weeks later. I paid $550 (I think) to laser/remove my arm pit hair and it didn't even work! That year my hair was (at different times) turquoise, pink, orange, platinum , and shorter than Greg's. Wow, half of this post is about my appearance- I guess it was pretty important to me then.

3 years ago . . . was really good. It is currently the peak of my righteousness. I was really trying hard. I was out with the sister missionaries a LOT and reading the B of M constantly. It was the first time in my life I felt fine about not having a man (though I still wanted one). I'd moved to the salon I now work at. I became a lot more out going. I honestly transformed into a completely new person that year and had never felt better about life. Oh yes, and I went salsa dancing almost every weekend.

1 year ago . . . I had been married 1 1/2 yrs. Never knew love and life could be so amazing. Was really freaked out and nervous about living abroad. The baby bug was really starting to get strong. Finally enjoyed eating rice. Started to get really into cooking and trying new recipes.

Yesterday . . . I had 5 men's haircuts and one woman. I had a really long lunch and wasted it watching a boring movie. My receptionist quizzed me on french words from Greg's old textbook. It snowed! Greg went swimming with his family and nephew, Ethan, who were passing thru for Spring Break. Greg made a new chinese soup for dinner. We rented Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix from redbox and ate candy, popcorn and root beer on our lovesac.

Today . . . I started watching Harry Potter in french while I ate pancakes and an egg. I worked for a couple hours and we cleaned the house, packed and left for the BEACH to visit my Dad who is all alone as my mother is away. We sat on the couch for a long time and Dad told us great stories about boats and other things getting beached on the shore. I got in a loud political debate with my father. Dad cooked us AMAZING salmon and I made mashed potatoes. They are now watching The Godfather 2 after watching the last half of The Godfather on t.v. I was excited all week to fire dance on the beach, but now I'm tired.

Tomorrow we'll go to church @ 10am at the Waldport Branch w/ my father. Dad will cook us Halibut and we'll probably walk on the beach and talk some more. Hopefully we will drive home late.

This year . . . Greg will graduate! HOORAY!!! We will camp a lot with family in the summer and travel Europe for a few weeks in September before we move to Brussels for Greg's graduate program @ The Brussels School of International Studies.