Many times, Megs and I have joked 2009 just sort of happened at us. Out of our control. And left us more than one time with no words, and an awful lot of laughs.
I took a total of 51 credits, starting in January, ending in December. Megan ran her first full marathon in Salt Lake City, which is where Benita ran off to after becoming a college graduate in August. Cami got married, Megan, Benita, and I, didn't. We took a road trip to Reno/Tahoe in May, and my sister Holly and I took another one to Pasadena in July, followed by a beach house vacation in August. Thanks to Facebook, Megan's picture taking, and texts, we have a lot of this documented. Here is our Year In Review.
Dax flame.
19 feet of snow at Highland Park, and not being able to leave the complex.
Ants on your face. And in your room. (Thank you for trading me!)
Test. Test. Project. Bachelor. Test.
Ox. Hoops. Dr. Quinn. Rox in the mire.
Pistachio salmonella.
Swindled by John Can’t Stand Ya into 4 hours of Reaganomics.
Sunday afternoon naps in the sprinklers.
Enrique Iglesias and Monday night grocery shopping.
All those chassis at Tahoe.
Are you drinking today?
Fisher price dishes and Finding Nemo fruit snacks. Do I live with a child?
"Is it on the wagon, or off the wagon? You've been off the wagon for two years. "Off the wagon"? I think it's off the wagon. I think it's "on the wagon". One small slip and you could fall right off the wagon. See? Told you."
Smart cars.
"You’re going to be a gymnast. A journalist? That’s what I said."
FiberOne bars and Diet Cokes.
TLHAPFM. (The Lord has a Plan For Me)
Honeymoon pillows.
Awooooo!!
This workout brought to you…by Diet Coke.
Charla Nash. Charla Nash. Charla Nash.
Boyz II Men.