Thursday, March 6, 2008

Top 10

Top 10 Reasons this was one of my favorite weeks of life....

10. Flying to Colorado instead of driving

9. A jacuzzi so hot that when I got out my lips stuck to my Starbucks ice cream bar like a tongue on a flagpole and actually worrying that all the skin in my lips might rip off

8. Watching my dad laugh really hard at my lips stuck to my ice cream bar like a tongue on a flagpole while I kick him for laughing at me.

7. Listening to my mom say emphatically, "Do not pull it off, you will rip all the skin on your lips off. Do not try to pull it off. Do not move," making me laugh harder and drool come out the sides of my mouth with my lips still stuck to the ice cream bar. (don't worry, I'm ok and have all of my lips intact)

6. Listening to my mom ask every single person we were ever in a confined space with what they thought of the elections AND what they thought of Obama followed with all the reasons they should like Obama.

5. Discussing 1% vs Skim milk with my mom for over 5 minutes in the grocery store and watching her "secretly," try to switch the skim for the 1% when I wasn't looking.

4. Dropping my favorite Patagonia glove off the lift 2nd run up in the only part of the lift to which I couldn't ski. The only time in 20 years of skiing that I didn't clip them to my jacket...I think I've always secretly thought people who did that were so irresponsible and careless. I am now one of them.

3. This scenario that followed:
- My dad telling me to take off my skis and go get the glove
- Stepping into powder up to my waist still at least 8 ft away from the glove
yelling back at my dad, "see, I told you it was too deep. I could die just for
a glove and it would be your fault."
- Dad responding: "you can get it, keep going, but stay close to a tree so you
can pull yourself out."
- I'm laughing too hard to go further saying, "Dad this is stupid, I'll buy
myself new gloves."
- After I'm out of the waist deep powder, he says, "I still think you could get
it."

2. Brother-in-law learning to ski...no description necessary

1. Finding out after the greatest day of skiing ever that I got into Fuller Theological Seminary's MA in Global Leadership program (online) which starts March 31st...actually hiding my cell phone from my mom who wanted to listen to the message on speaker phone over and over and over.

So yes, if I had to classify this week, I would definitely say it was one of my favorite. I have a small hope that if I don't go to sleep tonight then I won't have to wake up and go to work tomorrow and my week will just keep going...

Maybe watching the Office with all my roommates when I should be sleeping is the right thing to be doing right now as the grand finale.

8 comments:

graham r said...

I love it! Congratulations Blakely!

Erin said...

Mmm. Grand week, indeed!

millesk said...

Love it!!! I want to go back. Thanks for the memories documented.

Stewart Family Blog said...

1. I'm singing, "I love my lips" by Larry Boy the Cucumber--I can't get it out of my head now! Gotta love Veggie Tales!

2. Wow! That is so wonderful!!! Your week of course but the news about Fuller! Congrats. Wonderful!!

3. Let's hang out again!

Crystal Ann Henry said...

Why question watching the office? It can only improve the quality of your life...it will never hinder it. Don't fight it ever again. (Deep down I know that you usually don't have to fight it, and that you really just love sleep, or at least getting a full night of it, I just will never get that :)

Blakely said...

Kim-- I love your comment and I do love my lips :) Yes, hang out soon!

Crystal-- you are so correct in The Office never hindering my life. And yes, the sleep thing is an issue. We've been over this. I am a wuss and I get cranky. There is no way to hide this.

annaelyse said...

congrats friend! thats awesome!!

amy said...

Ten days after I turned eight, got my lips stuck in a gate. My friends all laughed. And I just stood there until the fire department came and broke the lock with a crowbar and I had to spend the next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar who got stung by a bee—right on the lip—and we couldn't even talk to each other until the fifth week because both our lips were so swollen, and when he did start speaking he just spoke Polish and I only knew like three words in Polish except now I know four because Oscar taught me the
word for lip: Oofta.