"Remember, we're saving our sugar calories so we can have a lollipop tonight"

Yeah, that's what I overheard a mom saying to her 4 year old son while I was waiting in line for my venti mocha. The kid wasn't fat or anyting. In fact, he looked normal. What kind of mom says that to their kid?!?

I've been sort of lazy and lax by not posting anything. (Ok, so I ran out of childhood memories...)

Last night I went up to Ft Collins to see some bands after work.


It was great and I totally felt like a kid who sneaks out on a school night. Lotus was good, the hippies danced in their trance-like state and my friends and I interrogated eachother with great questions like, "Out of these 3 people... who would you kill, who would you screw, and who would you marry." I think I dug myself into a hole on that one... And then I drove back to the Springs at 12:40 am.



Unfortunately, as many of you were wishing I didn't hook up with a hippie while I was there.

Lucky Number Se7en

7. Lying about my birthday

I think at one time or another we've wished our birthday was right around the corner. In my case I was four and I decided that instead of my birthday occuring in January, it was going to be today!

I was playing in the driveway and the next door neighbor girls came over to play... And I told them that it was my birthday. They were suprised and promptly left. I didn't think anything about it, somewhat forgot about it and kept playing with my brother. The girls came back about an hour later and they brought all sorts of gifts with them.

I got a bag with a goldfish and a paperbag full of used makeup. I thought I had hit a goldmine and was pretty happy that I decided that today was my birthday. Anyway, my mom found out and made me apologize and return the makeup. I was kinda bummed out.

I got to keep the goldfish though.

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Playing Knights and Princesses

Yes, contrary to popular belief, I did like playing dress up and being rescued by knights in shining armor. But usually the knight ended up being my one of my childhood friends and there was no armor to be seen.

I remember around the age of seven playing in a barn loft. Those areas somewhat convey a magical scene. Maybe it was the hay in the loft with the rope swing hanging from the rafters... or maybe it was the chance that at any moment the rotten boards would crumble and I would fall to my untimely death. Either way I loved it.

And in the barn loft we would play knights and princesses. Most of the time my sister, Melody or I pretended that we were locked up by a witch or held capitive by an evil dragon. And my brother, Robert or Micah would slay the dragon, curse the witch and free us from that evil spell. We would then thank the knight profusely and claim our undying love to the hero.

Yeah, I was 7 and it was a little cheesy.

But to be honest, I still like being rescued.

Number 9

Almost Drowning in my cousin's pool

I was five and visiting the cousins I didn't know existed in Florida. My cousins are a good 5-8 years older than me and invited me to go swimming with them in the backyard. I thought it was awesome and wished my parents had thought of putting a pool in our yard. Before I got in, my cousin gave me a great tip. She said "If you think you're drowning, just put your hand up in the air"

So I jump in the pool....on the deep end.

And I definately could not swim like a fish. In fact, I started to sink like a stone.

So I followed my cousin's advice and threw my hand up in the air... And somehow I didn't start floating or swimming at all. I was a little shocked that her wonderful idea didn't work.

So there I was, my hand was up and I was going down.

Eventually someone saved me. I think it was my dad. Thanks Dad!

Top 10 Childhood Experiences

Yeah, we've all lived through childhood so I thought I would post my top 10 list of those years.

10. Getting a doll for my birthday

I was nine years old and what I really wanted was a horse. I wasn't picky, it just had to be a horse. My best friend Mimi at the time got a horse for her birthday. (Which just guaranteed that I would get one too, right?)

So on the eve of my b-day I had a slumber party with Mimi and we spent practically the whole night determining my horses name and exactly how suprised I should act when I recieved the horse. January 25 rolls around, I jump out of bed and run outside to greet my new friend.

And there was nothing out there.

Later at breakfast my parents gave me an American Girls doll. I don't think I ever really played with it once.

Cause let's face it, a doll pales in comparison to a horse.

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Being Willing to Learn

There are two types of people in the world: The eternal students who learn just to learn and to earn degree after degree... going after God knows what. Then you have the other half who must learn to expand their my knowledge of something. (I suppose there is a third category of people who just don't want to learn anything...ever)

They seem to be different, but I think the second one causes you to admit that "Yes, I don't know something". And that can be a humbling experience.
Lately I have been doing this alot, admitting that I don't know all the answers, that I don't know how to do everything. It's hard. And sometimes I'd rather not go through the process of learning something.

When I start something new it's exciting...somewhat. And then I hit the curve, where stuff hits the fan and I realize that I either have to suck it up, try harder possibly experiencing failure or just give up.

So, do I really want to learn, to be willing to try and perhaps exceed or fail? Or do I want to just be comfortable, not willing to learn nor admit my shortcomings?

I guess time will tell....

I'm training to become a cage fighter

....but then again, who isn't these days.

Everyday as I walk into work I see that glorious card stating "I'm training to become a cage fighter" with a picture of Kip from Napolean Dynamite.

hmmm...

I guess that would mean that I would need to buy some stretchy pants, and add about 200 pounds. Yep, I could do that.