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Foeva Me, A Blog
Thank you to Andrew and the judges for a surprising "Best Blog" win in the 2012 Quills!
Boy, was my face red when . . .
As a teenager, my face has been red many, many times. Mostly because I could have prevented the embarrassment, and because I didn't, the ultimate embarrassment was that much worse.
Still, I am hard pressed to come up with a specific example to share with you today. I may have repressed the memories . . . Or there are too many of them to tell about . . . Or maybe they are simply too embarrassing to record online. I guess you'll never know. Of course, if you are so inclined, you can browse through some old entries for what I call "Awkward Moments." Those are always fun to look at, and since I wrote them down the day they happened, they won't be repressed. Lucky me!
In other news:
I actually felt like we were exercising in rowing today. I was stern seat, which means that the other people in the boat followed my speed. I was always seat number one in paddling, so being the leader was a nice nostalgic feel.
My grandpa and I went down to the lake to listen to the concert at the band shell tonight. They have one every night, and every night it is different. I was kind of hoping for Jazz (the only radio station I listen to anymore - because it is the only one on in my grandparents' car - is Jazz 88. Or should I say: Jaaaaaaaaaaazz 88 ), but sadly, I was disappointed, and all I got was a trio of bluegrass musicians. We left after the first song.
Apparently, there was an earthquake back home today. Too bad I missed it. The ground here is too stable. Just a little homesick right now.
I have a lot of editing planned this weekend. And writing too hopefully if I can get to it. Fun stuff!
Another late night entry,