I made a few realizations here lately:
- We do, in fact have a wenis. Jeni, the recipient of the wenis chart, called me on Friday night to tell me that she looked up the word wenis. It is the excess of skin that is on our elbow. Who knew?
- I realized I could scrap for days at a time without stopping. Friday night Darin was at a coaching clinic for football so I was home alone. I scrapped from 6pm until 11:30 and yes, forgot to eat dinner again. About 8:30 I felt a tad hungry so I grabbed a yogurt and continued scrapping while dishing the yogurt into my mouth. An hour later, realized that my hands, feet and nose were extremely cold. Yep, the thermostat was set at 63 degrees... our daytime thermostat setting. Wow, I'm OBLIVIOUS to my hunger, temperature of extremidies, phone calls, and when I have to pee while scrapping.
- I realized that I am a horrible liar and cannot be the Mafia in the game Mafia if Darin is playing. He knows when I am guilty every stinking time! I was the mafia yesterday at our small group (for those of you that do not know what this game is I have no clue how to explain it cuz I'm the worst at explaining games.. skip down to the next realization.) He voted me out in the second round because he knew that I was guilty. I STINK!
- HANNI is amazingly talented!! Wait, this isn't a "realization" I've come to.. I've known it all along and so does CREATING KEEPSAKES!!! She got honorable mention in the 2006 Hall of Fame Contest. SO proud of her!! Finished up and posted our photo-swap today..Way to go with HM and hope you know that we're all proud of you!!!
- I realized that I did not live my scrapbooking life to it's fullest since I recently found Heidi Swapp products. She makes it on almost all my pages now. How did I live without her? (Oh.. and this week Hobby Lobby has a 40% coupon.. use it on HS chipboard and they ring up to $2.39!!!)
- I came to the realization that D and I are landlords. Still hadn't completely set in until we went to our "new" house on Sat. I was excited and wanted to puke at the same time. I was excited because I know the potential that this house posesses. We've still got to wait 6 months to get in, but man.. that house is gunna be cute when we're finished with it! And I wanted to puke because even 10 feet away from the door, 30 years of smoke that's been brewing came wafting out the door. GROSS!!! I'd call us slum-landlords but hey, the same people that created that mess still live in it so that doesn't make us "slummy".
- I have finally come to the realization and love that I live in a small town. I like to walk into the postoffice and know everyone in it. I like it that people knew my mom and knew what a wonderful woman she was. I love that my dad lives 10 miles away, Darin's mom is 5 miles and I get to watch the worlds cutest newphew grown up. I love that at my local authentic Mexican restaurant, I can tell them I want my "norm" and they know it's a chicken soft taco, no queso, with a side of refried beans. Sometimes I complain that I live in good ol' Indiana, but gosh, I really do have it made!