Volleyball season as started back up again and oh, this almost 30 year old body is not bouncing back as quickly as I had hoped. I have played for years and love the game and once you have a whiff of full-out play, you can't go back! So I of course sacrifice my body at all costs for points and a victory...and let me tell ya, it hurts. This last week as I dove for a ball I slammed my knee pretty hard on the ground and didn't realized how bad until a few days later. It hurt to walk the next day, but then the following day I went to change and looked down at my knee and literally said, "holy crap"! So I have invested in some knee pads, I'm gonna look like a dork, but walking normal for the rest of my life out weighs looking goofy.Thinking about being a dork has made me start thinking about some other areas of my life where I am a bit quirky and makes me think, am I normal or does everyone just laugh at me.
Did you know...
*That not only do I wear my heart on my sleeve, but my emotions on my face. Have you ever watched a movie with me. All you would have to do is watch my face through the whole thing and you would know exactly what was happening. The worst is a romance movie, I am either giggling, crying or have the silliest smirk on my face through the whole thing. I don't even realize I am doing it half the time!
*I can't stand hearing someone rub or squeeze a balloon. The sound makes me want to puke or rip my skin off. Then, knowing this weakness, I go on a mission trip to China to pass out Bibles...and the missionary we worked with, his mission was to go around making balloon animals for kids. Yep, it was a long 3 weeks!
*I love to rearrange furniture. Love it. Love it. Love it. After about a month I go crazy and have to move something around. And everytime I move something, I always say "this arragement" is my favorite. I think that the obession is because in our old house, it was so small, furniture could only fit one way. So now in this house, we have bigger rooms, which gives us more possibilities, which gives me fuel for my madness.
*I love veggie trays. Like if I was stranded on a desert island and you could pick three things to take, one of the things I would ask for is a veggie tray. If you ever come to my house for a meal, chances are pretty good, you're gonna get a veggie tray. I love fresh vegetables...but not a big fan of cooked. I can do about any veggie fresh, but warm it up and my taste buds frown!
*Greg and I are addicited to coke (the drink, ooops, that sounded horrible). Anyway, whenever Greg takes a sip he always hiccups afterwards. I had never, ever done this in my entire life...until I married Greg. Now I do it almost everytime I take a sip. Weird!
*I can't watch scary movies. It's seriously like I'm 5. If I do, I have nightmares and can't sleep well for a couple of nights. Greg of course monitors all of my entertainment watching because he is punished as well because I always have to wake him up after one of my bad dreams to pray with me and hold me until I can relax to sleep again. Usually I make him tell me stories about airplanes...that puts me to sleep pretty fast:)
*I love having a clean and organized house. But note that there is a backfire here. To me a clean house means that everything has it's place and and if it is not in it's spot, it's not clean to me. So if for example there is a pair of shoes out in the living room or dishes in the sink, or toys laying around...my house is not clean. Stay with me here...so that means my house is a mess a lot and if I think it is not clean, I give up and just make it more a mess until I go crazy and have to put everything back in it's place. Viscous cycle I tell you - Viscous!
Well, enough crazy for now...
This is a picture of Jett two summers ago at a family reunion. This is his first experience in sand and to top it all off, it started to rain. Did he care? NO! I had one very muddy boy afterwards, but so worth it to see him have so much fun!
