It's the first of February (I can't even believe January went this fast). In honor of this special occasion I've decided to grace you all with a fun little survey. A look into most of my firsts.
Also, you should know that my iPod camera finally died. That means my Instagram is very sad and lonely. In case you were wondering!
First thing you do when you wake up in the morning:
Also, you should know that my iPod camera finally died. That means my Instagram is very sad and lonely. In case you were wondering!
First thing you do when you wake up in the morning:
When I officially wake up? Well, usually pee and the brush my teeth. While I'm waking up I usually hit the snooze button at least 5 times. It's a habit that I haven't been able to break since I started in high school. Oh well. It just means that I get to set my alarm clock at least 30 minutes ahead of my actual wake up time. It used to drive Nick crazy. He's used to it now..
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First thing you reach for when you open the fridge:
Usually almond milk to go in my cereal. If I'm not having cereal then it's homemade jam for my toast or a previously made smoothie. The good breakfast stuff!
First thing you do when you get to the gym:
Good question. It's been awhile, but I guess I'd usually go to the locker room and put my stuff in a locker, use the bathroom, then probably start on the treadmill. It honestly depends on what I want to accomplish when I'm there. And plus, it's been awhile.
First thing you do when you get home from work:
Throw my purse down and kiss my husband (if he's home) or relax on the comfy chair a bit while reading a million blogs at once. It's such a hard thing to do.
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First car:
'95 Honda Accord. What a fun car that was. We could drive 30 minutes and the windows still wouldn't defrost. Such scary driving there was, but it served my high school years and then some very well.
First accident:
That would be when I was four years old. I don't think I've talked about it before and if I have, I'm sorry. But, it was a rollover accident that happened when some jerk was speeding like crazy on the freeway (found out later he was on the run) and hit the back end of my uncle's car. I, somehow, flew out the window when the car was rolling over and my dad and uncle were in the front. While this whole thing happened, my mom was behind us a ways and saw it happen. I still can't imagine what she felt.
I, obviously, survived the accident just fine and have a gnarly scar on my wrist to prove it. It's where the glass from the car was left in my wrist and I had to get stitches. It's still there from when I was four.
I actually forget that it's there most of the time, but it's a reminder of how amazing God truly is. He sent a guardian angel to be with us that day. My dad and uncle were also fine. My uncle suffered a broken nose and my dad didn't have any major problems (as far as I know).
It's also crazy to know that when the accident happened there was an off-duty policeman, off-duty paramedic, and a few others that I can't remember at this time. I don't remember anything from then, but an occasional memory, I think, of a lady using a washcloth to clean up my wrist.
That would be when I was four years old. I don't think I've talked about it before and if I have, I'm sorry. But, it was a rollover accident that happened when some jerk was speeding like crazy on the freeway (found out later he was on the run) and hit the back end of my uncle's car. I, somehow, flew out the window when the car was rolling over and my dad and uncle were in the front. While this whole thing happened, my mom was behind us a ways and saw it happen. I still can't imagine what she felt.
I, obviously, survived the accident just fine and have a gnarly scar on my wrist to prove it. It's where the glass from the car was left in my wrist and I had to get stitches. It's still there from when I was four.
I actually forget that it's there most of the time, but it's a reminder of how amazing God truly is. He sent a guardian angel to be with us that day. My dad and uncle were also fine. My uncle suffered a broken nose and my dad didn't have any major problems (as far as I know).
It's also crazy to know that when the accident happened there was an off-duty policeman, off-duty paramedic, and a few others that I can't remember at this time. I don't remember anything from then, but an occasional memory, I think, of a lady using a washcloth to clean up my wrist.
First thing you wanted to be when you grew up:
I think a librarian. I'm not totally sure why, but I remember really wanting to be a librarian so I could read books all the time. It'd still be a cool job.
I think a librarian. I'm not totally sure why, but I remember really wanting to be a librarian so I could read books all the time. It'd still be a cool job.
First choice beverage:
Water all the way! Or a really good fresh smoothie/fruit juice. That'd be nice.
First choice breakfast:
If I had to pick ANYTHING for breakfast, it'd definitely be eggs and hash-browns. I don't like to eat eggs all the time, but for some reason fried eggs mixed with homemade hash-browns are extremely delicious. That or waffles with fresh strawberries and whipped cream. YUM!
If it's a normal work morning, then I like my good cereal. Usually frosted mini wheats (or whatever off-brand we have).
If it's a normal work morning, then I like my good cereal. Usually frosted mini wheats (or whatever off-brand we have).
First choice dessert:
Oh man. This is a really hard one. I love my TJ's pomegranite-blueberry sorbet. But, I also enjoy a good piece of grandma's banana cream pie or homemade ice cream. Pretty much anything sweet that isn't too rich. That's what I'll have.
First song that comes to mind:
Rainbow Connection by Kermit the Frog. This is because I'm currently watching the old Muppet Movie. SO GOOD. I forgot how awesome the Muppets are.
First major purchase:
Well, I guess that would be when I turned 16 because I paid for half of my car. After that, it'd be college textbooks. Hah. Yuck.
First job:
Working in the cannery when I was 14. Picking out the bad berries, de-clumping frozen berries, making boxes at record speeds (and having the cardboard cuts to prove it). Fun stuff.
Frist time you flew on a plane:
The first time that I remember flying in a plane was when I was 6 and we went to Mazatlan, Mexico with my entire family. It was awesome. I wish I had a cute picture to show you all!
My first car was a Honda Accord too! Mine was an '87, though. Older than I am:-)
ReplyDeleteOh wow--that accident story is quite the miracle. I can't even imagine how your mom must have felt, either!
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