Thievery

When I didn't want to blog about the things I have to blog about because the usual stretched truth might turn into something stretched so far that the National Enquirer beats down my door asking about Shelbie and her ability to speak ten sentences in pig Latin, I decided to steal a quick blogging idea off of Megan and BreeAnn's blog. It is a list of 100 things that one loves so I give you 25 things that I love in no particular order because 100 is just too many for me to think about...

1- Nick. Always surprising me lately and I love it. And he plays a mean Joseph if anyone would like to borrow him for your ward's nativity.

2- Shelbie Patricia Dawn Scooter Boots with the Fur Sprinkle Bottom Baggy Sweat Pants Reebok's with the Straps Toaster Strudel Dragon Chest Friendship Head Chocolate Pudding Cup Graham Cracker Skeeter Scooter Bear... Fankhauser.

3- New socks. I would almost do anything for new socks, even eat a plate of broccoli and iron my clothes.

4- Chapstick. Couldn't live without it. Literally. I tried and my lips all but fell off.

5- My pink Christmas tree. It helps get me excited for Christmas before December 24th.

6- My Dad and all of his silly little sounds and dad humor jokes. Also, that he quotes inappropriate lines from the Nutty Professor and Throw Mama From the Train at random times.

7- My Mom and all of her generosity. Also, she is always up for doing things that us kids come up with, except for the time Mitchell tried to convince her to go for a ride in the garbage can.


8- New shoes. There is just something about having yet another pair of shoes to lay around the house and trip over that I love. (If Nick had a dislike list, this would be almost at the top. It would sit under "When Amanda doesn't clean off the stove.")


9- My sisters and sister-in-laws. They are all so different and I love that, our family has such a wide range of personality, talent and humor. My sisters are always so much fun.


10- My brother and brother-in-laws. I just saw a photo album of Mitch on facebook that had him in his white undershirt and a pair of one of his girlfriends zebra striped spankies. I laughed after I threw up.


11- The movie The Labyrinth. No explanation needed.


12- When I go a day without completely smashing some part of my body on a railing, door frame or random object reaching out to grab me. These days are rare.


13- Pumpkin pie. My mouth is watering at the thought of it. Up until I was 12, I only ate chocolate satin pie because everything else looked repulsive. I remember thinking how gross pumpkin pie sounded but once I tasted it, by force, I couldn't get enough.


14- Cereal. There is nothing better than a bowl full of cereal. Maybe a bowl full of Winger's sticky fingers, but not likely.


15- Singing as loudly and annoyingly as I want in the car while dancing around so terribly that everyone stares. Nick might think he has seen it all but he hasn't. I wouldn't embarrass him like that. Just imagine a fish being tased while trying to drive the car.

16- Harmon's Grocery store. I no longer feel like I am in the Grocery Cart Indie 500 and everyone is throwing elbows and trampling me after I try to help up a set of triplets and their grandma after I so rudely ran them over when I was rear-ended by an aggressive child driven cart.

17- Bubble gum, I am a sucker for tasty gum.

18- Making music videos. Especially when they include Mitchell in drag doing a mean Lady Gaga.

19- Dipping a junior bacon cheeseburger in my frosty because it makes eating it without the bun that much better.

20- Being able to run more than one lap around the track. I used to run around once, lay on the ground, put up a speed bump sign and die.

21- My mother-in-law and her gift of making the most delicious cinnamon rolls in the universe.

22- My father-in-law and his patience to cut thousands of wood blocks so that his daughters can craft. Also, his talent of installing a water softener so that his sad dry skinned flake of a daughter in law no longer has to peel away into a pile of whiny dry skin cells.

23- A water softener. See above. Without a water softener it is like someone hooks up a vacuum that molds to my body and sucks ever drop of moisture right out before stomping on my toe and telling me to catch it if I can.

24- Pens that don't die on me in the middle of filling out a bank drive through slip. Also, days that I remember to put the little transporter tube back in the slot where it belongs. There is nothing worse than being late, two blocks away from the bank and realizing that tube number five is sitting nice and cozy in your passenger seat. Oh wait there is, it is the moment when you have to walk into the bank and give it back.

25- Having the life I have.