And The Jello Turned Into Mr. Tumnus And Asked Me To Make Him A Sandwich.

Today I tried Monster for the first time ever.
It tastes like cough syrup and Alka seltzer mixed together. But some people like it, apparently? Are my taste buds just not cool enough for energy drinks?
Maybe they're just too refined. So hah.

We had pictures today at swimming. We got there and stripped down to our team suits, which are super tight for racing and basically like wearing a straw. I was the first one to take a picture, so I sat down on the diving block (those things they put at the end of a lane that you dive off of at the beginning of a race), stretched one leg out like the photographer said, and bent the other to rest on the block. That was when I realized...I HADN'T SHAVED MY LEGS IN WEEKS!
It's winter, okay? And I had a really bad razor burn on both my legs earlier this month! (grumble grumble) But, it was too late. So I kept my pose and grinned.
Twenty years from now, my children are going to look at that picture and ask me,
"Mommy, why is there a bear wrapped around your legs?"
I will tell them his name is Fred.

My father was taking the dog out just now, and he saw an opossum! We live out in the middle of almost nowhere (meaning we have neighbors, but also a tiny bit of acreage). He walked right past it, he said, and he walked back in and it was staring at him from the PORCH. Naturally, all of us ran to the door and stood, looking for it. And by all of us, I mean my mom. My brother, dad, and I all stood back. My sister pretended to be brave. It had run away, but now I'm terrified that a giant rat creature is going to come into my room at night somehow and eat me. Also, my brother is making opossum noises, but they sound more like a Nazgul (spelling?) from the Lord Of The Rings.

Also, I've been writing a blog on Facebook for the past year, and my titles typically have nothing to do with what I talk about in the blog itself.

Love
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Samm

Song Quote Of Note: "May you never take one single breath for granted."
Title: I Hope You Dance.
Artist: Lee Ann Womack.
^^^P.S. I don't like country music. At all. I think it's The Black Plague for your ears. But I LOVE the lyrics to this song. And I won't be passing up good lyrics.