A Tag: Ten Years Ago, Etc.

Well, everyone's all, "Update your blog," or, "Your blog is stupid." So I'm like, "Okay, I'll do this tag." So in behalf of, like, everyone I know, thanks for the tag Jill. :)

**5 things I was doing 10 years ago**
1. Being Newlywed.
2. Taking lots of naps because I didn’t have a job in Logan yet.
3. Doing some weird home decorating projects to attempt to make my creepy basement apartment look darling and attractive.
4. Doing a lot of baking for some reason.
5. Thinking I would never finish college.

**5 things to do on my list today**
1. Dive into the never-ending abyss of laundry.
2. Figure out something to do for Scott’s birthday that will make him happy and not seem too cheesy. He’s a reluctant celebrator.
3. Return a borrowed Cricut cartridge to a lady in the neighborhood.
4. Watch election returns and analysis until my eyes are all blinky and bloodshot.
5. Attempt to assemble a dinner that won’t inspire jeers from my 6-year-old food critic.

**5 snacks I enjoy**
1. Costco Americanized packaged sushi.
2. A bowl of cereal. Grape Nuts probably.
3. Right now, crappy Halloween candy.
4. Dried fruit.
5. Cheapy chocolate animal crackers (Thanks Kayla B.).

**5 things I would do if I were a millionaire**
1. Pay off the mortgage.
2. Buy Scott a really great car.
3. Go for a spa day with a bunch of girlfriends and family, my treat.
4. Take my kids on a bunch of fun trips.
5. Go shopping, invest in gold, and give to charity. That counts as one, right?

**5 places I've lived**
1. Murray
2. Lehi
3. Logan
4. South Jordan
5. Tooele

**5 jobs I've had**
1. Cleaning a lady’s house. A significant portion of my job involved cleaning her giant dog’s boogers off the wall about waist-high all around the house. For real.
2. Babysitting like crazy for several years of my teenage life.
3. Sandwich maker extraordinaire at Big Mountain Sandwich Co. I always smelled of French bread, which is neither terrible nor terrific.
4. Cashier/Book Sales Girl, at Hastings in Logan, Utah. I always smelled of horrible ornery customers who were furious that we only had one copy of “The Labyrinth” on VHS and it was checked-out or whatever. Terrible.
5. Jake’s and Brooks’ mom. Terrific.

**I Tag**
1. Karin B., whose blog I cannot see.
2. Tiffany Ann, whose blog is even more boring than mine is.
3. Stacie J., who possibly already did this tag.
4. Scott, who should start a blog.
5. Jake, who doesn’t have a blog but is begging me to put his name here.

Rules: Each person answers the questions themselves. At the end, tag 5 people and post their names

A message to my friends: "Well, I finally decided to start a blog..."

Here is the obligatory "first post." I am supposed to write about how everyone keeps bugging me to start a blog. I am also supposed to write about how I intend to use this as a sort of journal and I hope I can keep up with it. I am definitely supposed to say something like, "I can't imagine WHY anyone would want to read about little old me, and my very boring family."

But here's the thing: I am an avid and satisfied blog-stalker. I love hearing about what you did on your birthday. I can't wait to read about the stupid thing your husband did last week. I pour over your vacation photos like they are my own. And I especially, ESPECIALLY love to read about the time your kid broke his leg/started school/cursed in front of your mother-in-law/covered themselves in baby powder/ran naked through the neighborhood. It's all funny. Or it's sad. Or it's cute. But most of all, it ISN'T boring. So I'm going to go ahead and join you in writing about the details of my life that make it mine, with the hope that you'll be as entertained by my minutia as I am by yours.

Now I'll stop being so self-aware. Happy blogging!