8 Things Beacuse I Can't Think of 10

I know you've all been wondering how I started off the New Year. I am convinced that 2011 is out to get me already.

All my favorite blogs have "lists" going right now. So I fall victim to the peer pressure once more.

1. We made it home from our whirlwind Christmas travels on 1-1-11. I think that's pretty cool, and I tried to think about when it would be 2-2-22, but then I really thought about how old I'd be. So I quit thinking about it.

2. Dan/Daddy has this really nice looking brown corduroy jacket. He always forgets he owns it. When he actually remembers he owns it and wears it, it's usually 70 degrees.
On Sunday, it was 96 degrees INSIDE the chapel with 98% humidity. I looked over at him, wiped the sweat from my upper lip and asked him if he was gonna take that jacket off. He said,
"I remembered to wear it, and I am not taking it off. It's the principle of the whole thing."
And they call me stubborn.

3. I am baffled by the amount of birdseed that the birds in my yard can consume. Where do they put it?

4. While making returns/exchanges this week, I stopped in the parking lot to get something out of the back of my car. I put my receipt down for a second, and a gust of wind blew it away.
I chased it underneath a minivan. Really. It blew ALLTHEWAYUNDER the minivan, and I had to belly crawl to reach it.
Somewhere in Kohl's Executive Offices, someone is watching parking lot security video footage of me. Low-crawling under a minivan. To get a receipt.

5. We packed up Dan/Daddy and shipped him off to school this week. 6 months of Advanced Army Chaplain school. He's only about 2 hours away and we'll see him most weekends, but his truck was loaded down. The man can pack a lot of stuff. I wonder if he took the brown jacket?

6. The boy turns in his Science Fair project today. Praise be to the Lord on High. It was kinda fun and exciting to us all for the first month or so he worked on it. Now we're ALL happy to see it DONE. Lately it felt like it was breathing down our necks. Staring at us from the corner of the room. "Finish me... Finish me..."

7. The boy, at the ripe old age of 11, had visible stress on his face as he finished up that project. Is the ability to stress out inherited or learned? Poor kid doesn't stand a chance either way.

8. All the Christmas decorations are put away. All except the ones on the front porch and lawn. I am thinking about leaving them to see if any of my neighbors say anything.

That's it. That's how the first week of 2011 has gone for us.
(There was an exciting trip or 2 to the cel phone store, but that's thrilling enough for its own post.)

Have a great weekend, friends.