99 things – #11 through #15

I found a list of 99 things, and I will be bolding the ones I’ve done and explaining a bit about each. Because I have a tendency to yammer on, I am doing 5 of the 99 at a time. (Again, if anyone reading was involved in any of these, feel free to add facts or correct my memory… and I’ll keep looking for photos.)

#1 through#5 are here.

#6 through #10 are here.

11. Bungee jumped – Oh, good Lord, no. Enough said.

12. Visited Paris – Yes, indeed. Very briefly in 1991, a bit more in 1993, once again in 1997, and most recently last summer (2012). This past visit was wonderful. We visited our friend Delphine, toured the city on bikes, stayed in a sweet little studio apartment, visited a flea market… We were there for nine days, and I felt that I could have stayed the whole summer. One of our favorite things was a Tim Burton Exhibition at the Cinémathèque française. It had just had a successful run at the MOMA in New York City and was absolutely fantastic. My favorite things were his childhood sketches and art school sketchbooks. Very crazy… very cool.

The Nightmare Before Christmas

13. Watched a thunder and lightning storm – Oooh, yes.  We were visiting our friends in Ashland a few years ago when this incredible summer storm started up. We all poured out into their backyard to watch. I think one of the kids actually filmed it – it was amazing.

14. Taught yourself an art from scratch – Is this a specific art? I’m confused. I mean, I taught myself drawing, but that’s nothing to brag about, because I draw badly. So I’m gonna have to say no… but thanks. (Bonus points for naming that Friends episode!)

15. Adopted a child – *sigh* No, I have not. I would love to. It’s like a physical ache, this desire to have another child. At this stage of my life, at least, it’s not going to happen. I’ll have to wait to enjoy my grandchildren.

Score: 9 out of 15. I’m slowing down after a promising start!

broken bone #5

throwback Last fall, we had one incredibly stressful week. On Monday, we found out that a family member was hospitalized and possibly near death. On Wednesday, Quinland broke her leg while playing with friends. On Thursday, David’s mom called with discouraging news regarding her cancer treatment, and she flew in for a much-desired visit on Friday. On Saturday – as planned weeks before – we picked up our two newly-adopted cats. Yep – it was a humdinger. 

This little peek inside that crazy week has been one of the most-viewed posts over at Get Started… Go! and is available here for your viewing pleasure.

Break a Leg!

our bigger family

Remember when I showed our little family and said we needed to have portraits taken, since this one was twelve years ago?

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Well, it was time for our parish’s church directory photos, so we hightailed it down to the church and got ours done. No matching clothes this time; in fact, we were all so rushed that we just ran down there in whatever we had on. Here’s the one that will be in the directory:

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Q’s “faux-hawk” is definitely the attention-grabber. She doesn’t always gel it up, though the day she got it cut short and found she could coax it up into a faux-hawk if she used enough product, she was so excited. (I joke that she cut her hair short so that it would be low-maintenance, but she now spends more time on her hair than ever before!)

As for David and me… apparently we are middle-aged adults. I don’t know why this startles me as much as it does. Granted, David has bifocals and newly-shorn hair (the shortest haircut he has ever had in his life), and I am carrying about 50 matronly pounds I’d happily give up, but in my mind, we are still the cute little kids we were when we got married:

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Q’s response to this photo: “I like your sleeves. They’re real big.”

Why, oh why, do I think I will never age physically past the age of 26? This is a great and profound mystery. When I see photos of myself, look in the mirror, catch a glimpse of myself in a store window, I do not recognize the person I see. Please tell me this happens to you, too!