I'm in a blogging slump. I just don't feel like there's anything really interesting to blog about. I could tell you all about what Mallory is doing (like playing peek-a-boo all the time, giving the best kisses-"mmmmmwaaaa!", throwing her head back in the shopping cart so you will tickle her neck, saying "duck"), but we know that isn't fun to hear about:)
I guess I will answer my sister's tag....
First Memory: I have my sister's memory problem...but I think I remember when I busted my forehead open after swinging from our mantel. Mom says that there was blood everywhere and it came from a tiny little gash right at my hairline. I think I remember laying on the couch with a washcloth on my head (but it could just be from stories). I still have a little scar, and probably needed stitches, but oh well.
First Real Kiss: I was a late bloomer. It was when I was 15. I won't divulge his name because I know several people that read my blog that know him! It was at my parent's house on the couch!
First Concert: New Kids on the Block! I got tickets for my 10th (or 11th) birthday. Box seats at the Astrodome in Houston. I had seen their music videos before with all the girls crying...so I thought that was what you were supposed to do at concerts. So, naturally when the lights went down and guys ran out on the stage, I started crying...until I realized it was the opening band and there were only 3 of them...and they were African American! Oops. I didn't cry when the New Kids ran out on stage. The moment had passed:)
First Love: Brad! We officially said "it" on December 30, 1999. Both of us were nervous!
First crush: Oh my word! Who didn't I have a crush on? My real crazy crush was a guy named Nick. He was a football player. I was in the 6th grade, he was in 7th. I would get giddy as I waited outside of his classroom (since my class was in there next) and just try to get a look from him. What a dork!
First thing you think in the morning: Already? Even though Mallory sleeps 12ish hours every night, I can always use a little more shut eye.
First book you remember loving: Ramona Quimby books and Just So Long as We're Together by Judy Blume-the first book that made me cry (every time I read it!)
First pet:Brandi, a golden retriever. Technically, it was my sister's dog since we got her on her birthday. She was a good dog!
First question you'll ask in Heaven: Why me?
First thing you think of when you hear the word vacation: Where and when?
First best friend: Chad and Theresa in North Richland Hills
Last time you dressed up: My wedding? Ha! Probably church a couple of weeks ago.
Last thing you ate: A bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats
Last CD you bought: I can't remember the last time I bought a CD. I did download some Itunes for Brad's Father's Day present
Last book you read: Do "Parents" magazines count?
Last time you cried: Listening to some of the songs I downloaded for Brad's Father's Day present. They were songs for him and Mallory. There is one by Heartland about a little girl on her wedding day. Her dad is telling her future husband that he loved her first and to take care of her...oh man, I may cry just thinking about it!
Last movie you saw: Shrek the third. It was pretty good!
Last time you told someone you loved them: About 30 minutes ago when Brad called.
Last really funny thing you did: For some reason, I can't think of anything. Usually there are a lot! Mallory thought it was funny when I blew in her face yesterday while we were standing in line at Wal-Mart.
Last thing you watched on TV: What Not to Wear is on the TV right now.
Last Halloween costume: A cave woman outfit my sophomore year in college. Yes, we went trick or treating. Dorks!
Last Concert attended: The African Children's Choir performed at our church around Christmas last year. Does that count?
I think you are supposed to tag someone...so, if you want to do it, I tag Meredith, Sarah, Alison and Brooke!
3 comments:
I'm cracking up remembering your crush. Come on tell the REALLY good story about that crush! (autograph???) :)
Yeah...let's hear it....!!!!!
I'm still not sure I want to embarrass myself and tell the story of the crush. I will correct my sister though. I did NOT get his autograph...come on, that would be way too junior highish!
Kara, I will tell you some other time...promise!
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