Wordless Wednesdays: Crazy Jumper

Voetbal!

I joined an adult indoor soccer league today. Don’t laugh! I played indoor soccer when I was a kid. I was even on a really good team once. We made it all the way to the championship game with zero losses. The final game two of our best players decided not to show up and we ended up in second place for the year. I’m not still bitter. Really.

That was when I was 12 and I haven’t played since. In high school I was much more into music and the dramatic arts. I danced but that was about as sporty as I got. Soccer is still one of my favorite sports though and when a friend of mine asked me if I wanted to join a co-ed soccer league she was getting together I decided, what the heck. I did warn her that my soccer skills are probably not star quality.

I’m guessing there will be a lot less

and a lot more

Me of course being represented by the man lying on the ground hoping not to lose any teeth.

I’m mostly concerned about the amount of running that I’ll have to do. Stupid wisdom teeth making me stop C25K two weeks in. ::grumble grumble:: I’m planning on starting the C25K program over again tomorrow though since I’m finally all healed up. I don’t know if it will do anything in preparing me for playing soccer again but it’s better than nothing, right?

Either way I expect it to be a good time. Even if I end up being a bench warmer I’m cool with that. I wasn’t the star player even in my “prime”. Not that I primed at 12 years old… you know what I mean. Anyway, my hope is to meet some cool people and to get in better shape while having fun. If I don’t break my nose or collapse from all the running that will be a major bonus.

An Award?!

OMG guys! I’ve been given my first ever blog award! How awesome is that?

Pretty right?

First of all many thanks to Geninabug who blogs at My Beautiful 604 for giving me the award. Make sure to head over to her blog and twitter page and give her a read and a follow. She’s one of my favs, you won’t regret it.

Here are the rules that go with the award:

• Thank the person who gave you this award.
• Share 7 things about yourself.
• Pass the award along to 15 bloggers who you have recently discovered and who you think are fantastic!

1. At restaurants I almost always get the same thing every time. I love food and trying new things so it’s not because I’m picky because I’m probably one of the least picky persons you will ever meet. However, I usually go somewhere because I’m craving something specific from that place. Why get something I don’t really want?

2. My teeth chatter and I shiver when I’m really angry. It could be 95 degrees outside but if you get me really worked up about something my body acts like it’s freezing cold.

3. My drink of choice is Grey Goose and Sprite. I still have been unable to make myself like beer no matter how hard I try.

4. Nothing drives me crazier in hotels than when they don’t have an open outlet by the bed. Seriously, why is it so hard? I use my phone as an alarm clock so I need to have it plugged in near me at night.

5. My dream is to go on a mission trip to India. I want nothing more than to be able to help children over there. Joel and I are trying to make that dream a reality in October. You can find out more or even support us at HelpSend.Us

6. I enjoy going out and partying every once in awhile but given the choice I’d stay home and play cards or boardgames with friends. I kick serious butt at Friends trivia. Just sayin’.

7. Seventeen is my favorite number. I was born on January 17th, Joel was born on November 17th and we got married on April 17th. I’m working on syncing my cycle so that when we do have kids they can all be born on the 17th of some month… Just kidding… Kind of.

And now to pass on the award. There are so many lovely blogs that I read. If you were given the award in the same blog as me I tried not to relist you. Those I did list if you choose to join in the fun and list seven things about yourself I would love to read them. Either way, just know that by listing you here I think your blog is interesting and I’m a regular reader. ::smile::

Accidental Socialist
Another Flight Attendant Writing
Baby Rabies
Bern This
Blogging Dangerously
F*** Yeah Motherhood
Hormonal Imbalances
Jewlia Goulia
Jack and Mandy – The Blog
Mommom’s Blogglob
Mommy Wants Vodka
Sugar in the Raw
The Bottle Chronicles
The Lame Sauce
Twenty Something and Blogging

Anything you want to know?

Several of my Twitter friends have a FormSpring and since apparently I do whatever my Twitter pals do I decided to make one for myself. I am incredibly interesting after all so why wouldn’t you want to ask me a million questions? Plus, I’m hoping to get some good enough questions that I can turn them into whole blog posts. So is there anything you want to know about me? You can even ask anonymously if you want. I’m up for answering anything.

Or maybe I’ve been such an open book on my blog that there are no questions left to ask… It’s worth finding out if I’m that boring I guess. Either way it will be good to know.

So don’t be shy ask me anything!

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Lazy Puppy

If you ever doubt the fact that Phoebe is completely spoiled take a look at this picture.

She loves to sit on the edge of the couch and chew on her rawhide bone. Of course she loses her grip on it and drops it fairly often. A normal dog would just hop down right away and get it. A really smart dog would stop sitting on the edge of the couch so they wouldn’t drop their bone in the first place.

Not Phoebe. Every single time she drops her bone she sits on the edge of the couch and stares at it. For minutes at a time. As if it’s going to jump back to her on it’s own. Sometimes she’ll even glance over at me, like um, hello! A little help please.

When she was a puppy I may or may not have gotten up to get it for her. That only happened a couple times before I made her jump down and get it herself. In my defense that was when she was really tiny (like 3lbs) and had trouble getting on and off the couch. Also, I was a sucker. I’ll admit it.

Anyway, she got the idea that occasionally bones are magic and will return to her on their own. She can’t guilt me into getting it for her anymore because I’m too busy laughing at her. I’m going to be such a great mom.