Tagged... I'm it

BC tagged me. I'm not usually one to do these things, but I had time today and wanted some stuff to talk about. So...

First memory: I think I can remember what the room looked like that I was born in. It was in Abilene, at Hendrick, and the rooms were blue. I don't remember what else. I'm probably just imagining this.

The first thing I really remember was in our first house in Odessa. It was near Thanksgiving time, and my dad and I were watching football. I had just turned 3. I was on one of our dining room chairs, rocking it back and forth. I remember he told me to stop and I would hurt myself. So, yeah, I had a Cowboys toboggan on, I pulled it over my face, and proceeded to get thrown off the chair and hurt myself. I guess my dad was right, but that wasn't the last time.

First kiss: That would be Melissa, my current wife (and the wife of the future). She totally r0x0rz my b0x0rz. But, yeah, I saved myself for her, and it was totally worth it. A must try in my opinion, but with someone else's wife, since mine's already taken!

(Actually, now that I read it, maybe not someone else's wife, since that means she's already married. Try someone single, but ask first.)



First concert attended: I don't really remember. I can't recall us going to many concerts growing up, my parents just weren't into that sort of thing. We went to the Flying W Ranch when I was in 2nd grade. That place is cool, but I had to have been to some before that...

First love: That would also be Melissa. Don't you remember my b0x0rz getting r0x0rzed?

First thing you think in the morning: Don't trip and fall and break something, you freak!!



First book you remember loving: My grandma gave me a big red book full of fairy tales and other types of stories. It was totally awesome. I remember tripping out as a young lad reading these yarns! It was awesome. I had my bunny rabbit stuffed animal and my red book and it rocked my world.

Now why do we call them fairy tales? That name just seems so fruity to me. There were some awesome stories though. I hope my kids can read the same book.


Not Fred

First pet: Frederick von Nieland and Underdog (Fred and Unders as we called them). They were totally cool. 2 daschunds that knew how to get the party started! They loved to dig (as most daschunds do). Unders would eat cats, which would totally be cool to some of you, but luckily she died when we got Blizzard, the world's greatest mother (next to BC's) and cat. Fred and Unders were there when I was first born, so it must have been 1978 or so when my parents got them.

Fred was the coolest. He fathered many puppies, all of them with stories of their own, but his greatest accomplishment were the kittens he inspired. When his long time love Unders died, he became friends with Blizzard. 6 months to a year after we got her, she had kittens. For some reason Fred thought he was the father and looked after the kittens like they were his own. If my parents had died in some freak gasoline fight, I knew I would be in good hands with such great role models as these two (Fred and Blizzard).



First question you'll ask in Heaven (If that's allowed): If life's a marathon, why aren't there people on the side of the road holding out cups of Gatorade?

I understand that you want us to love you ourselves, and for us to choose to follow you ourselves, but why didn't you just kill the devil before it all got out of hand? I would have liked that. I might not have appreciated it as much, but I'd be down with it.

(So, that's two questions, but the first one was just a joke, I think.)



First place you think of when you hear the word vacation: Canada. Or maybe Rosa's. Now if there was a Rosa's in Canada, the rest of life would be meaningless.

First best friend: Michael in Kindergarten. I know I had one in pre-school (Brooks), one in Junction (Dwight), but I don't have any stories to tell about them.

Michael is awesome at soccer and we were in the same class in Kindergarten (Mrs. Carroll's), so we got to know each other pretty well. The thing that "sealed the deal" on our friendship was one time, when I was waiting for my cousins to come to our house, I was watching for them out my window. The only way I could see was if I got up on my dresser. I was sitting up there, they drive up, I'm so excited that my foot misses where it should be, and I came tumbling down. I have 1 body part hit the floor, which is my front tooth. It cascades into my toy box, which it had hit, and everyone comes in to see what had happened.

The next Monday at school, I show some of my friends my toothless smile. Michael lost one the same weekend! He got hit by a golf club I think. Same tooth and everything. Very cool.



Last time you dressed up: Maybe our anniverary? We went to Carabba's. It's a nice place. I can't say we've dressed up much since. Maybe a wedding or funeral.



Last thing you ate: Mexican food (Josue's recipe actually). Last Sunday we were eating at Mexicali with some friends from Church, and their 8th grade girl said she could eat Mexican food everyday. I thought, why not give it a try?!? Here I am, 10 days into my new "diet", and it's totally awesome! When I wake up, instead of wondering if I will fall during the day, I wonder which Mexican food I will eat next.



Last CD bought: Smalltown Poets' 3rd album, 3rd Verse. But that was a while ago. I don't buy CDs. That's a good one. The latest one I'm listening to is Rich Mullins' Jesus Demos. Man, awesome stuff. I've been on a Christian kick lately, and it doesn't get any better than that one.



Last time you cried: Watching those Little Leaguers giving it their all in the LLWS! It was heart-wrenching drama. Seriously. Whew.

Last time you told someone you loved them: I guess it would have to be Melissa, as I don't usually say that at work, Tom Thumb, Mexicali, etc.



Last really fun thing you did: Now I have something to write about. Yesterday was just about the most fun we've had in a long while. Mainly because it was spontaneous, and we were surrounded by good fun people. Me and a couple of the teens at Church have been wanting to play Ultimate Frisbee for a while now, so we told everyone in class Wednesday of our intentions to play this Saturday. I even called people on Friday to make sure they knew about it and were coming.

Then the city of Dallas got in our way! A few of us went to Snuffer's (a burger joint, not a cigar shop) for burgers before hand. We arrive at the field, only to find the road is not there! Not just being worked on, but physically dug up. This means everyone that I gave directions to can't find the place, everyone is lost and most of them gave up. There were 8 of us that made it, but by then we didn't want to play.

That's when the fun began.

We went back to one of the teens houses and went swimming. But we didn't swim, we played keep away with a nerf football for 3 hours straight. This is much harder than swimming, as we were running all across the floor of the pool, trying to tackle whoever had the ball (that wasn't on your team). We just had such a blast and everyone seemed to really enjoy it. It didn't even feel like that long. Melissa and Debbie came late, and just watched the madness, but I think they got a kick out of it too.

For those of us that were involved, we have crazy sunburns, claw marks, almost loose teeth, etc. The person who got the worst of it was Adam. His nose is just a bit crooked-er after I popped him. He held onto the ball, however, so that's to his credit. Maybe the ladies will like it.

So, yeah, we had a blast and want to do it again, but only once our feet heal. Most of us have bloody big toes, where blood was just seeping out. Not the best thing for being in the water, but it was worth it!



Last thing you watched on T.V.: Midland Lee vs. Southlake Carroll. Didn't get to see much, but it looks like SLC might be defeatable this year, at least in the playoffs. They won 48-25, but Lee isn't as good this year I think. SLC has a pretty weak district, though, so it shouldn't be hard for them to win everything again.



Last Halloween costume: The Big Tuna. Yep, I was Bill Parcells. I have to say, with all the details I thought of in 2 hours, I looked pretty convincing. Unfortunately, I have heard we might not do Trunk or Treat this year, but I hope those rumors aren't true. I have a great one planned...



Last Concert attended: I think it was Point of Grace on Melissa's birthday. The people in charge of LTC at Church got us tickets and a big group of us that had helped with it went. It wasn't bad. I'm not really into "Adult Contemporary" anything, but PoG is pretty good.

Last time you had a really moving spiritual experience: When I was the Big Tuna at Halloween. Okay, I'm kidding. Lately, actually, just thinking... contemplating... wondering... struggling... why?


That concludes this, my longest blog ever. I'm calling out:

Shea
Grubbs
Kent
Brown Sugar
Debbie

Peace out!