Monday, April 27, 2009

The Ting Tings

Incredible performer with danceable music. Sold!
There were a lot of people there sporting a lot of sweat.

We moved the dance party elsewhere after The Ting Tings. I believe this was somewhere during hour three and four of non-stop dancing. This night will go down as one of the most memorable in my book.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009


On the way to Moab I found this car in my Mom's car. I said, "Um, what is is up with the 1990 corded car phone Mom?" Her response, "It came with the car." Oh, okay. That makes sense.
Then I made the following phone call: Are you there God? It's me, Margaret.

We hiked.

We also ran a half marathon. It was fun, empowering, and beautiful. I got to spend some quality time with my Mom, and that was the best part. Families first because families last.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Boo Hoo Wind

This was my last day at the port. Pretty much every day was this fun. I loved that job and everyone there. Plus! We all have mad dancing skillz.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Girl's Night Slash Bowling Night

Once upon a time in February we went bowling. We are thinking of bowling classes and a league. Girl the Spice Girls would say.
I love this gal. Shut it. I can say gal. All of the cool thirty year olds are doing it. She is one great friend. A bestie indeed.

This is when I was the Hulk. The Hulk who went pro at bowling.

This tween was super nice and gave us tons of bowling tips. High five bud.

Want to see what ball spins I have been working on? Yes, you do. These spins are twofold: spinning and veering. That combination is just bowling magic. Thank you tween.

Monday, April 13, 2009

This is what my barn looks like on most nights as of late. See all of those binders slash papers? It is a paperwork disaster from work and school. 3 jobs alert. It is the good kind of busy though. I like it.
Don't you worry though. I have lots of good posts coming your way.
(Do you feel bad yet for complaining that I don't update anymore Michelle? I took this picture tonight for you.)

P.S. I love Al Green.