It's that time again, Folks! You know. Where I brag about stuff I did all year. (Remember 2010, 2011, and 2012?)
...then Summer flew to Paris and I flew to Japan where I saw some real live Geishas...
...went to Puerto Rico where I faced a great big giant fear and got certified in SCUBA...
...and for the first time in over three years, I wasn't homeless anymore.
I moved into an apartment directly across from one of my best buds Laurissa. And then Minneapolis had a freak snow storm on April 19th, and she and I jumped on the city-wide bandwagon and made barefooted snow angels. Hers only had one arm, because martini.
...I learned how to curl...
...after that a Pizza Man totaled my car and ruined my back for life.
...on the upside I became the proud if only temporary owner of this lovely old 1987 Dodge Dakota pickup truck which I lovingly called Ol' Blue:
Some other events of 2013:
...my dad and I went Lady's Slipper hunting again...
...Summer and I roadtripped down to Kansas City...
...Hanna inadvertently made me a tampon holder...
...I faced a great big giant fear and crossed a great big giant thing off my to-do list and now I'm hiding it here in this list so as not to draw too much attention...
...the girls and I went on our Annual Girls' Weekend...
...went to my first Habesha wedding (oops I forgot to wear white):
So, what was your favorite post of 2013?
Mine? I can't pick just one! Here are my three favorite posts of 2013:
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| January 1, 2013 |
Well this year started off pretty weird. I mean, Summer and I woke up in Agra, India on January 1st after visiting the Taj Majal for crying out loud, but then that very same day I ended up sending a little kid to jail.
The next day we went to Veranasi and took a lovely boat ride along the Ganges and saw the funeral pyres you've heard so much about...
...and then we walked to Nepal...
...then Summer flew to Paris and I flew to Japan where I saw some real live Geishas...
...and went snowboarding at Nagano...
...and then I came home again and spent some quality time with my parents...
...went to Puerto Rico where I faced a great big giant fear and got certified in SCUBA...
...and for the first time in over three years, I wasn't homeless anymore.
I moved into an apartment directly across from one of my best buds Laurissa. And then Minneapolis had a freak snow storm on April 19th, and she and I jumped on the city-wide bandwagon and made barefooted snow angels. Hers only had one arm, because martini.
...I learned how to curl...
...which in turn gave me the sweetest profile picture ever, I must say...
...after that a Pizza Man totaled my car and ruined my back for life.
...on the upside I became the proud if only temporary owner of this lovely old 1987 Dodge Dakota pickup truck which I lovingly called Ol' Blue:
...and then Ol' Blue bit the dust and I bit the bullet...
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| Fancy Lady |
Some other events of 2013:
...my dad and I went Lady's Slipper hunting again...
...Summer and I roadtripped down to Kansas City...
...Hanna inadvertently made me a tampon holder...
...I faced a great big giant fear and crossed a great big giant thing off my to-do list and now I'm hiding it here in this list so as not to draw too much attention...
...the girls and I went on our Annual Girls' Weekend...
...went to my first Habesha wedding (oops I forgot to wear white):
So, what was your favorite post of 2013?
Mine? I can't pick just one! Here are my three favorite posts of 2013:
6 comments:
I like the Orange jacket and black and white pants story, or as you labeled it: NUMBER 2. Your stand up was really funny. Would it be worth trying hanging upside down again for you messed up back?
haha!!
a) I am still living vicariously through all of your travels. JUST. SO. COOL.
b) Of course I immediately clicked on your "hidden" link and I am so glad I did. You're really, really good. Very funny and great timing. Hopefully, you'll be doing more of that?
I don't know Brutalism, I yellowed the armpits of that shirt pretty good...
I really liked your Bad Girls video. Great planning, & great editing!
Oh - and I loved the stand up! (Especially your list of 'taboo' words that made your Dad uncomfortable.) Where were you when you did that?
It's called Story Slam. They meet once a month in Minneapolis and anybody can put their name in a bowl for a chance to tell a five minute story. The top three get cash prizes plus entry into the finals. I got sweaty armpits.
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