Things I’ve Never Done

I am forty years old.

And I have never:

  1. Ran a 50K.
  2. Been inked, because I haven’t found a design that I can commit to permanently.
  3. Sexted anyone, not even my husband.
  4. Rode in a hot air balloon.
  5. Slept in Cinderella’s castle.
  6. Picketed in a protest.

     

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  8. Held a gun.
  9. Punched a clown despite feeling the urge to do so.
  10. Been tickled until I peed myself, but I’ve laughed until I cried.
  11. Broken a bone.
  12. Surfed or water skied which is a pathetic living in a state surrounded by water on 3 sides.
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  14. Driven across country.
  15. Visited Maine.
  16. Been arrested.
  17. Performed at an open mic night at a comedy club.
  18. Taken a belly dancing or cardio tease class.
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  20. Attended a drag queen revue, but my hairdresser promises to take me to one.
  21. Skinny dipped.
  22. Slit someone’s tires.
  23. Eaten duck or liver.
  24. Been horseback riding.
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  26. Received over 800 comments on any one post. Holy blogger love, Batman!

 

*This post was inspired by Mama Kat who stole…er…I mean… borrowed the idea from The Pioneer Woman.*
Mama’s Losin’ It

Excuse me, I believe you have my sparkler.

Although I tried my hardest to snap some high-tech firework photos with my fancy SLR camera, I just couldn’t get the settings right to capture the fireworks on the Fourth of July.  The show was over by the time I figured it out.  Oh well.  At least I captured some awesome sparkler shots.

Mustache Madness

When Tara over at Sticky Fingers announced last week’s Gallery theme, I had the perfect plan.

I asked my fabulous photographer friend, Kelly, if I could borrow her mustache prop. She happily obliged, however, Liam didn’t. My little mustache model would not cooperate and preferred eating the prop.  I need to leave the photography props to the professionals.

It appeared that I would miss another fun Gallery theme.

But sometimes things work-out best when you don’t try so hard to make them happen, as a kid’s bath time would demonstrate.  A regular bath time routine provided some spontaneous and beautifully brilliant bubble beards and mustaches.

But then I was too late with my mustache masterpiece.  The Gallery’s Mustache theme linky closed.  Oh well.  Better luck next time with My Backyard.

Springtime

Springtime

It has a nice ring to it.

 

 

Daisy, Daisy give me your answer do.
I’m half crazy all for the love of you.
It won’t be a stylish marriage,
I can’t afford a carriage.
But you’ll look sweet,
Upon the seat,
Of a bicycle made for two.

 

I’m Tri-ing

I want to be this woman again.

I want to get over my fear of crashing or falling off my bike and get back on it again this year.

I want to compete in at least one triathlon this summer.

Chaotic Coteeman 2008

But most importantly, I want to be this fit again.  I want these abs back.

Babes and Bums 2009

 

Keep Calm and Rock On for Epilepsy

Kirsten of Gone Bananas is a Chick Gone Purple for Epilepsy Awareness and she is asking others to support this cause by posting a purple themed photo.  Link up your purple picture post at Gone Bananas and you’ll be automatically entered in her Passionate Purple Day Giveaway.

 

The “rules” as stated on Gone Bananas

The only rule is to be creative!

You can take pictures of your family decked out in purple, purple jam, kids painting with purple, flowers, balloons, etc.  The more creative the better!

The competition will run until March 28th, which is when Meg will pick a winner and we will send them a purple prize!

 

To show my love and support for Kirsten and Meghan, I’ll be a Chick Gone Purple for Epilepsy Awareness over the next two Wordless Wednesdays with purple themed photos.

 

I encourage you to keep calm and rock on do the same.

 


Something Fishy About This One

I’ve previously mentioned about my slight obsession with manhole covers ever since my husband decided to collect cuff links that resembled city sewer works. While visiting Curtis Hixon Waterfront Park in Downtown Tampa for the Gasparilla Festival of the Arts, my family and I stumbled upon another fancy manhole cover that I hadn’t noticed before.

 

 

Love Notes

I asked Allan not to buy me flowers for Valentine’s Day.

 

 

So instead, he bought a pad of flower-shaped sticky notes and left me love notes throughout the house.

 

 

 

 

 

As I made my way through the rooms, my smile grew with each step. But the surprises didn’t stop there.  Love notes leapt out at me all day from inside the cupboards and the pantries…

 

 

in my wallet…

 

 

and on my steering wheel.

 

 

His lovely creative love notes kept me smiling all day.