Typing Speed

Yeah, that whole "30 Day" thing was a disaster waiting to happen. I have commitment issues, I can't even live in the same place for 6 months, how was I ever going to blog for 30 days?

So let's talk about typing speed now. Because I'm a little ADD.

I just typed 104 wpm on one of facebooks apps. That is 99% faster than everyone else according to the app. It's not exact, so I kind of wish instead of saying "99%" that they'd say "You're the fastest typer in the whole dam world." Because it's totally true.

You want to know how I did it? I practice. Whenever I'm bored (and because I'm ADD I'm bored like all the time) I type. I used to bite my fingernails, but now that I'm pushing 30 I felt like I should stop. So now at church (where I'm bored the most) I type what everyone around me is saying or the hymns.

Rust has also caught me typing subconsciously. Like that one time we were waiting at the Seattle ferry for 8 hours...

He caught me typing on my legs and asked me what I was typing. I had to think for a moment, but realized I was typing subconsciously - "Why don't we just teleport." over and over again.

Good question subconscious. Why don't we just teleport? It would make playing volleyball every Tuesday night with my Sandpoint friends much easier.

Day Five

A Picture of Your Favorite Memory...

How can I possibly pick just one memory to be my favorite? I don't think I can, so I'm just going to pick my favorite memory of today. And it's not even noon*, so something better may possibly happen today, but I kind of doubt it.

So I'm driving around today with the kiddos, and stopped at a stop light. I noticed the teenage girl in the passenger seat in the car behind me got really really excited about something. She was pointing to the back of my car and then pulled out her camera.

This is not the first time someone has taken a picture of my Idaho License plates since I moved here.

But it took her about 10 minutes before she got a good picture. Mostly because I would swerve a little every once in awhile. So in the meantime, I thought it would be a good idea to take a picture of her taking a picture of me.

(Check out rear view mirror)

But I didn't do a very good job. Probably because I was driving.

Now I realize it's boring in Ohio**, but seriously, I didn't think it was boring enough that Idaho license plates were exciting.

* It's not noon here, it's 2:21PM, but I prefer to stay on Pacific time.

** I don't actually live in Ohio, but I like to pretend that I do.

Day Four: A Picture of Something You Wish You Could Forget

Do you see how I skipped Day Three? Yeah, remember how it was 85 degrees yesterday? I clearly had more important things to do than blog about my favorite TV show. No one needs another worship Sue Sylvester blog post from me anyhow.

You can thank the current thunder and rainstorms for this project continuing.

There's a couple of things I wish I could forget...one is the sheer amount of calories I had at our buffet dinner tonight. (Nope, didn't take any pictures tonight - this was from our cruise, but I have to post pictures so this is what you get).

And two...that I have to file taxes this week. :/

Day Two: A Picture of Someone You Used to be Close with...

That's weird. This is my blog, why would I ever write about someone else? Especially someone I don't even like anymore.

So instead I think I'll use this opportunity to introduce a new blog feature called: Suck on that Sandpoint.

See, Sandpoint is the town I used to live in. And well, the people there are phenomenal. However, they're also really cold. I mean really really cold because it's at the base of a ski resort and winter lasts about 10 months over there. So in a lame attempt to make myself feel better for not having friends anymore because I moved away, I'm going to brag about how warm and tan I am.

Suck on this Sandpoint.

And well, maybe I kind of want all my friends to move here.

30 Day Challenge

I know this has kind of been going around Facebook for awhile (and by that I mean I have one friend that is doing it), but I thought it might be a good thing to rejuvenate my blog. I mean, I'm always on the computer anyways, I might as well actually blog.

I'll try not to sacrifice quality for quantity. Also, these 30 days may not be all in a row. And I may change the topic on any given day. Enough caveats? Let's begin.

Day 1: A Picture of Yourself with 15 Facts

I'll be honest...I probably won't make it to 15. I may make it to 10, the other 5 will just have to be implied.

1. I don't like book clubs. I have a hard enough time trying to rate my books on shelfari, but to actually discuss the intricacies of the book is just beyond me. Don't get me wrong, I love reading, but I don't actually care to form an opinion about the book I just read. If I managed to finish the entire thing, then I guess it was good.

2. I always spell surprise wrong. I forget the first "r". (And yes, I corrected it after blogger underlined "suprise" for me.)"

3. I've driven passed my house more times than I care to admit since moving here a few weeks ago...sing with me "Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky tack, little boxes all the same." We've moved a lot. In fact, about a year ago, someone was dropping something by my house and called to ask me what color my house was. I had lived there for about 3 months at that point and said, "I don't know. It's either blue or yellow, let me check."

4. I can't go to sleep before 10:30. The other night I was pretty tired, and it was only 10:12, but I thought, it's ok, I'm tired. I can do it. No, I woke up a few hours later. My body just thinks I'm napping unless I make it passed 10:30. Or maybe it could be 10:29, but 10:30 is just a nice round number, so I use that instead.

5. I don't like any part of being pregnant. I know I whine when I'm pregnant (like a lot), and people always say, "Oh you'll miss it when you're not pregnant any more." Ummm...no. I know this because I haven't been pregnant in 3 1/2 years and there is not a single thing about it that I pine for. So in your face random stranger, I will direct you to this blog post when you tell me to stop whining the next time I'm pregnant.

6. When you die, your hair still grows for a couple of months. (The fact requirement didn't specify that it had to be about me.)

7. My biggest food weakness is jalapeno chips. Not the pansy Tims ones either, the really good and spicy kind. You can put a pan of crockpot brownies in front of me and I won't really care that much, but I could probably eat jalapeno chips constantly for the rest of my life. The spicier the better, I like to cry when I eat.

8. I don't like mormon culture at all. I have a hard time distinguishing between what is cultural and what is actual doctrine of the church. I think the line is often blurred. My religious status on facebook says: I don't like vinyl lettering. It's not that I have anything against vinyl lettering, I just don't want to be presumed as one of those ladies that sits at home all day and cuts up paper. And that's ok if that's what you do, I just prefer to waste my time in other various pursuits.

Yeah, that was definitely long enough.