Thursday, May 8, 2008

Playing Tag With 5 Things You Don't Know About Me

1. My dream job is to be an auto parts delivery girl. How great would that be?! The only stress you would have is traffic.

2. I have a terrible memory. At first, Travis would get really frustrated when he started a story off by "Remember when . . . " and I'd look at him with a blank stare. But now, he just deals with it. I can't remember many things from my childhood, nor things that happened last Tuesday. And lately, all the days are running together. So, if I owe someone money, a favor or whatever, please tell me, I've probably forgotten and need to pay you back!

3. I'm reading the Bible. And I must say, I know the reason why they call it "The Good Book", its because its a good book! Great stories about Jesus, miracles, forgiveness, hope, on and on.

4. I love to people watch. Sitting at the airport waiting for someone to arrive doesn't bother me a bit. It's a bonus when I see a semi-famous person from the local area. I sometimes see local newscasters, etc. My latest "spot" was the Bishop of the Salt Lake Dioceses.

5. This might not be a surprise, but I like quotes. Although I can't remember most of them (see #2 above) I still enjoy reading them. I was excited to find that the new interior design rage is vinyl lettering. In Travis' hospital room, I put up a new quote every day. I know I've done good when he says, "Good one, Babe."

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love the quotes on your blog. Great idea to share quotes with Travis. He is so lucky to have you! Thinking of you always...

Angie said...

Delivery parts girl huh - Who would've guessed? You've been spending too much time in the van, we need to get Trav home.

Lyndee said...

That is funny auto parts delivery?! weird. Oh, also You owe me $100. LOL

Ashley said...

PST Lyndee you need to go for $1,000.00. Hey Kari you owe Lyndee $1,000.00 remember when you gave it to her?.... just kidding. I would need to read the children's bible with explanations because when I listen to sermons I never understand. I actually have to talk to the chaplin to get him to explain to me what he meant....