Yay!! I’ve been tagged by Julie – one of my favorite OBC girls – to play the Q & A game! So, ask me anything. Perhaps you’re curious why it took me nine years and four colleges to get a degree I don’t use, or maybe you’d like to know how many tattoos I have. You might wonder if the toilet paper goes over or under in my house, or if I’ve ever farted in front of my husband. Nothing is too personal or too irreverent *cough* Kara *cough*.
I will also answer some questions you didn’t even think to ask about what I’ve done with my weekend, mostly because I want to show you that I’m not always sweaty and lacking lipstick. Last night, I went to a Going Away party for a friend, where I got to put on a pretty dress and drink beer:
Today, IronHubs and I took the boys spelunking. Yep, I totally just used my
otherwise useless college education in that sentence. There’s a big ol’ cave (you descend to a depth of sixteen stories!) less than two hours from us and I hadn’t been there since my sixth grade field trip. Now I can’t figure out why we haven’t gone before - it was awesome, amazing, and so much fun!!
This afternoon I made homemade plum jam. I would not have done this if our neighbor hadn’t come over with a Walmart bag FULL of ripe plums, because frankly, homemade jam isn’t part of my usual repertoire (dang, I’m just full of two dollar words today, aren’t I?) In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever made jam before, but I used to spend my summers canning peaches with my grandma and this wasn’t altogether different. I used the recipe I found on this website and it went about as well as can be expected for my first jam-making experience.
Don’t worry, I did sweaty stuff this weekend, too, but I didn’t take any pictures. The boys and I went for a bike ride yesterday morning and today I took my dog out for a little 4-mile run. Along the way, we came up behind a woman who was out for a walk and when we were just a little behind her I said, “Good morning!” The poor woman let out a yelp and jumped off the sidewalk! Jeez Louise, she couldn’t hear me breathing or my dog’s jingling collar? Nope. She was reading. a. book. For those of you keeping score at home, this makes two book readers in about the same number of weeks. WTH?