Bruce tagged me a week or so ago...so since I have a serious lack of blog worthy material...I thought I'd go ahead and do this. And since no one will read this, I don't really suppose it matters what I write...so here you go.

7 things to do before I die
1. Master snowboarding.
2. Travel to all 7 continents.
3. Become a rock star.
4. Become independently wealthy and finish my years as a lady of leisure.
5. Get a doctorate degree.
6. Become fluent in another language...preferable Spanish and/or Italian.
7. Write a book.

7 things I cannot (or won't) do
1. Go streaking.
2. Dance in public.
3. Go into a medical professions...too many disgusting things.
4. Eat anything abnormal.
5. Ski a black.
6. Answer the next question.
7. Tag anyone else.

7 things that attract me to my spouse/significant other/best friend
Reference answer 6 of the previous question.

7 things I say most often
1. Sweet merciful crap
2. I gotta have more cowbell. And...Never question Bruce Dickenson.
3. Fabulous
4. Sweet
5. Now is the time on sprockets when we dance.
6. Whatever
7. For the love of all things pure and holy

7 books (or series) that I love
1. The Chronicles of Narnia
2. The Great Divorce
3. The Harry Potter series
4. Pride and Predjudice
5. The Lord of the Rings Trilogy
6. The Poisonwood Bible
7. A Farewell to Arms

7 movies I watch over and over again
1. Sense and Sensibility
2. Orange County
3. Pride and Predjudice...the A&E 5 hour version
4. Lord of the Rings Movies
5. Mansfield Park
6. Tommy Boy
7. The Goonies

7 people I want to join in
See list of things I won't do.

I'm am almost officially 26. It will be official in about an hour. Aside from the fact that I had to get up early, early, early to go to a 3 month probation review for a kid who didn't show up, it hasn't been bad. Oh...there was the greeting I got this morning at work. The signs read as follows. "Happy Birthday Angie B. December 9." I proceeded to take my handy dandy magic marker and cross out the 9 and insert a 7. However, Jesus did answer my birthday request. I asked for December to feel like December...and isn't it a BEAUTIFUL winter's day! I'm so excited about the cold, and my coat, hat, gloves, and scarf! Brilliant. :) But enough about that.

I've been trying, and succeeding somewhat, for that past couple of days to mull over year number 25 of my life. A 2 days ago, I realized that probably isn't a good idea for me to spend too much time doing because inevitably I end up wondering if my life thus far has been a long series of mistakes and wrong decisions...all culminating in my current position in life. Not necessarily a happy thought. I can't justify that as a good use of time so last night I decided to just think about all the things I have to be thankful for...and the list was long. Why brood in a melancholy manner over things when I can rejoice?! Why was time in worthless speculation when I can live.

Father,
Thank you for another birthday. Help me to spend my days growing in a deeper knowledge of you and bringing you honor. After all, this life is Yours...not mine. Live it through me.
Amen.

Dear Amy,
A new post is coming. Consider this a prelude to a post!
Your friend,
Angie