I'm It

So Lori, of That Sume fame, tagged me. I've got some great blog posts swirling around in my head, but for the moment, enjoy the tag.

How to play this game...post these rules on your blog: list 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself. Tag 5-6 people at the end of your post by leaving their names.

3 JOYS:
1. My nephews. Seriously, I have no idea how I ever survived without these boys in my life.

2. Reading. I love to read before I go to bed at night. I enjoy getting lost in a good story.

3. Random acts by other people. Like honking at me when driving by. Or wall posts on facebook. Or the piece of taffy my co-worker left on my desk today.

3 FEARS:
1. Spiders. Hate spiders.

2. Eggs drying up. I'm not going to explain this one, but those who know me best know what this means.

3. Being a failure. I hate when I don't measure up to my own standards.

3 GOALS:
1. To exercise more. I did really well at the beginning of the year, but once summer started I slacked. It just seems too hot to exercise.

2. Writing more for myself. I write all day long for work, but I miss writing for fun.

3. Finish all Jane Austen books. I'm almost there; just 2 more!

3 CURRENT OBSESSIONS/COLLECTIONS:
1. Facebook. I can't belive I've become a Facebook addict.

2. Looking a decorating blogs. I'm in a serious decorating mood.

3. Jane Austen. Because of the goal.

3 RANDOM SURPRISING FACTS ABOUT ME:
1. I went to Russia when I was 15 and some boys on our trip tried to sell me to some Russian boys...for 20 cents.

2. I once held Donny Osmond's hand.

3. I hate running. OK, not surprising, but it's random.

I tag...anyone who has blogger's block and needs something to get the creative juices flowing. Or anyone who wants to do a tag. Or anyone who needs a blog topic.

I'm a Biker Chick

I just rode a scooter...around the parking lot...twice. And I screamed the whole time.

Super Daysh took us on a little afternoon break to check out her new, totally cute, orange scooter.

I'm seriously tempted to get one of those things, but I'm a little afriad of helmet hair.

Just Because

Band concert fun

Mr. Mster loved the music. This is seriously one of my favorite pictures of him.

J & A really enjoy Memorial Park.

The CMan chilling.

Fourth of July excitement

I love this picture because it looks like fireworks are shooting out of my brother's head.

Apparently my dad thought it was going to rain during the firework show.

The CMan enjoying sparklers. I really hate sparklers.

Things That Happen in Your Sleep

We were talking about taking naps at work. I asked my coworkers, "Where's that love sac?" Because there's a random love sac that hangs around the office. D said, "E took it back." I said, "Oh that bully E. She took the love sac back." E thought I said, "What? I bought a love sac?" Which led to a conversation about things people do in their sleep. E said, "Wouldn't it be funny if you ordered a bunch a things from QVC in your sleep. You'd wake up and say, "There's a super duper blender with a diamond necklace on my doorstep."

And I found it highly hilarious. Probably because it's something I would actually do.

A Landmark

They tore my Middle School down this week. I'm a little sad to see it go, even though the place was definitely a hazard--and an eye sore.

Goodbye good ol' PMS! (I think it's hillarious that I went to PMS.)

Another Round of Letters

Dear OK Magazine,

No, it is not fine with me if you glorify teenage pregnancy. I don't care how popular JamieLynn Spears is, a picture of her acting like life is peachy is not going to fly in my book. And don't even get me started on the quotes you shared.

Love,

A Disgusted Celebrity Gossip Follower

Dear Facebook,

I admit, I'm addicted. I'm looking for a 12-step program now.

Love,

The On the Path to Rehab Facebooker

Dear Keyboard,

I'm sorry I've used you so much today, but this web copy has got to be finished. We're almost finished, I promise. Then you can have a rest.

Love,

The Speedy Typist

Dear Sun,

I love you. Thank you for shining for me today. I wish I could enjoy you more, but I'll just be grateful for your presence.

Love,

The Sun Worshipper

Dear G2 Pen,

You are my new favorite. Please never leave. I can't imagine life without you.

Love,

The Famed (or not so Famed) Writer

Dear Body,

How rude! You should not get sick in the summer time. Save that for the cold, nasty winter time.

Love,

The Really Upset Stomach You Chose to Impose an Unwelcome Visit On

Dear Bottle of Tums,

Thank you for coming to my rescue today. Because of you, I've been able to give my fingers a workout.

Love,

A Grateful Tummy

For the Curious

Sometimes I go by the name, "Leonard Bodie Horiuchi." And sometimes I go by "Lunchgut Leonard." For short, I go by "Len." Sometimes even just, "Bodie."

Just in case you ever wanted to know.

Dating Tips from a 4-Year Old

Last night, the family went to the Owlz game. Whenever the entire family goes to the games, one of us always ends up with the CMan at the playground. Yesterday, I was the chosen one to go to the playground.

I watched the CMan go around and play on some slides. He was talking to a bunch of little kids, but I noticed he had singled one little girl out. She was a cute little thing. I watched the two of them move from the big playground to the less-crowded smaller one. They were playing over there for awhile when I noticed that the CMan had grabbed this little girl's hand and they were walking around the playground. They found these little seats and were talking. I was curious what two 4-year-olds could possibly be saying to each other, so I walked over to where they were. They were both intently chatting about how many friends they had and what each of their names were. I heard the CMan say, "I'm friends with Addie and Bridger and Matt." And then he asked this little girl how many friends she had. She replied with a bunch of little girl names and then added, "And you." Which I thought was just sweet. They continued to play for a little while longer and then CMan's new friend announced she was going back to her dad. CMan said, "Let's play again later."

About half way through this experience, I realized something. My nephew is a little Casanova. He singled out the girl of his choice, led her to a quiet place, and engaged her in stimulating conversation. I took notes, because we all know when it comes to relating to the opposite sex that I can use all the help I can get.

Here's what I learned:

- Get the attention of the one you're interested in. If this means you have to grab his hand (or in the CMan's case, her hand) then so be it.

- Ask about his interests. CMan asked about friends. That seems harmless enough. I'm sure I could start a conversation relating to friends.

- Always smile. Both of these kids had huge smiles on their faces. You could tell they were both enjoying their new friendship.

- And the follow up. Don't forget the follow up. Always ask for a second date.

Thanks, CMan for helping your socially backward aunt. Now, let's see if I can apply this to real life. Oh, FHE's are about to get much more interesting!