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600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 2,300 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 4 years to get that many views.
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Birthday dress from mum, with jewelry that was a Christmas gift! This was for an outdoor church dinner. No worries, I took sleeves too! And leopard print flats. Rawrr.
Sorry little blog, I’ve been neglecting you. There have been weekends away, and evenings spent like this, followed by multiple episodes of Battlestar Galactica. (I’m not surprised that’s already in my phone dictionary, but I don’t remember saving it!) Anyway, I’ll make an effort to post, even if its all, ‘look how good I am at eating’ and, ‘look how cozy my evenings are.’
I put the sponges in the dishwasher and…
We have one sponge with a plastic handle that had less than a tablespoon of dish soap still in it. I foolishly thought it would be fine because it’s only a little extra dish soap.
Little did I know… I won’t be making *that* mistake again!
That’s right, Warped Tour. You know, that concert you went to when you were 17. That’s the one.
So many teen girls in line at the door we nearly confused it with a Justin Bieber concert. Once we got inside there were more people our age and older, though the grounds were still dominated by the high school crowd. I have never seen so many girls wearing a bra — not a swimsuit top — without a shirt on. Maybe if I were younger and wearing cute underwear I’d do the same.
The shows were really, really good. None of the bands disappointed. I got to introduce some friends to Anti-Flag, and they introduced me to Taking Back Sunday, a band I had stealthily avoided the last time I went to Warped Tour, years ago. I was pleasantly surprised at the number of kids who knew the lyrics at Taking Back Sunday and Yellowcard.
And even though some bitch landed on my head failing to crowd surf, I had a really, really good time… though I realized I’m too old for crowd surfing. You should really be less than 125lbs to hop up on strangers.
We totally got photo-bombed. Haha.
Internet pirates are *so* much less exiting than the fictional world of the kindly dastardly sea-faring type. I had a Groupon/LivingSocial/DealoftheDay thing for Pirates Dinner Theater.
After a super stressful day driving all the heck over the county, this was the perfect way to end the day. Giant strong drinks, good friends, explosions, people dressed up in costume who don’t break character even when you try…
A great night.
Both of us were chosen as volunteers, so our team won, of course. My game was throwing bags of fake gold up to the pirates, and he wore a vest and pirate hat and carried stuff up to the ship. I wish I had better pictures, but it’s kind of dark in there.
Pirates Dinner Adventure in Orlando and California.
or ‘somber buys,’ as auto correct suggested…
I do love seeing the moon through my bedroom window. And being able to sleep with fresh air coming into the room.