Glorious me
Here I am. Circa 1981. 5 years old. I so clearly remember turning 5. I was so excited to be able to hold up one hand, all fingers raised to say that I was "5!" Yee-haw! Being 5 rocks. But now, I'm the big 3-2. I don't know if it rocks yet. I'll get back to you on that. Instead I'm going to share 32 things about ME! Kidding. I'm already bored with that idea...but maybe I'll share some things that you probably don't know about it (I'm not convinced that's any less boring) So here goes:
I have an iPod mini nano (is that what they are called?) I've listened to it, maybe, twice in my life. I think there are 4 songs on it. I've had it for almost 2 years. I have no use for it in my life. Maybe that's what I should've given away. I used to go walking with Henry nearly everyday, but we were busy talking to each other. Who needs it. I don't even know where it is anyway.
I totally don't 'get' mySpace. I just don't get it.
I don't know how to text message. I mean, I think if you sent me one, there is a 'reply' button so I can reply, but to send one on my own? Fughettabout it. Can't you just call me? It takes me like 45 minutes to reply. And I can never get the caps to work. My girlfriend Trish once said (while texting someone back) that texting is good because then you don't have to actually talk to the person. Because she said, you usually don't want to. Maybe I should take it as a compliment that more people don't text me.
I have 180 MyCokeRewards Points. (I kinda had to throw that in. I just got an e-mail greeting from them wishing me a Happy Birthday.)
Brace yourself. I really, really don't like to read, and I'm married to a writer. I wish I did. I think it makes you sound smarter (okay it probably makes you smarter. Sheesh.) I just can't concentrate on what I'm reading and no, I don't think it's a matter of reading something that's interesting or not. I find my mind constantly wanders and then I have to re-read everything I've just read. I realized I spend all my time re-reading. Over and over. Why is this I wonder? Do I have some kind of learning disability? I watch movies anyway. I'm convinced that's just as good. I'm self-smarted anyway. I don't want to end up dead.
I am a total night owl. I don't like going to bed. I have to force myself to do it and I pay for it dearly every morning. This does not bode well with having kids.
Whenever I'm sewing or doing a project, I usually put a movie in. But it can't be a movie that is too distracting. I just want to listen to it. That movie is usually "Sleepless in Seattle" or "While you are Sleeping." What's with the sleeping movies? I have them memorized. "Harold is allergic to every type of Bee." "Remember the Squirrels?" "Don't" "First, I knocked them out of their nest with a rock. Then I saved them."
I like Super Nanny. Okay, maybe more than like.
Speaking of television. I've never seen 24, Lost or Grey's Anatomy. I don't know why this is. The TiVo is set for Dateline and Cold Case Files. I love that show. I actually watched the Bachelor last night and...I didn't hate it. The girls crying at the end crack me up. That's mean, huh?
I was at the bank on Monday with Henry and Chris and we were trying to get Henry out of the car at the same time 2 guys were trying to get into their car next to us. We let them go first and they got in, and while Chris was getting Henry out, the guy in the passenger seat rolled down his window and said, "How much longer do you have?" "Oh, I'm due in 3 weeks..." and he looked me dead in the eye and said, "You,...look beautiful." I wish you could hear his voice (I keep repeating it in my mind over and over. And over) He was so genuine and sincere. I guess that's the same thing. Regardless, GAH! I almost put my hands on his cheeks and kissed his forehead. Then I looked down and realized he was married. Oh yeah, and I am, too. He looked just like this guy. Just in-case you wanted a visual or wanted to repeat it in your mind as well.
Last year, on my birthday, I decided to start the 365 day self portrait challenge. A photo a day. Of me. I hated it. I think I bailed out after about 125 days. It was just misery. I don't know why I wanted to do it in the first place but so glad that I stopped.
I just overheard on the news there a new "Pickle Sickle." Like a pickle popsicle. I like pickles. That sounds gross, though.
I think that's a sign... time to sign off. Big plans for the big day? Not really. Chris has a romantic 18-hour work day planned. Henry and I will probably dabble in the sandbox, do some laundry and walk to Staples to have our printer cartridges re-loaded. It's gonna be great.
UPDATED: My sister just posted a plethora of pics from my youth. Head on over for a good Wednesdsay laugh!
Happy Wednesday!!
p.s. Did you know I was born on Good Friday? That's why I'm so awesome. And good.


Happy Birthday....what a great picture...I really enjoy your blog.
Posted by: Tutu Monkey | April 24, 2008 at 08:33 PM
Drat-- I'm behind on blog reading. Just popped in and realized I missed some wonderfully important posts. Happy belated, Morgan!! Here's hoping your 32nd year has begun with all of the best things.
p.s. The James "Seven" album brings back some wonderful memories for me too. It's one of DH's all-timers. He'd crank it every saturday morning as we were cleaning our little apartment in downtown SLC before we headed out to the farmers market. He always played "Millionaires" when we were dating-- and still pops it in whenever we head out on date nights or vacations. It's his "happy tunes". :) Ahhhhhhh....James.
Posted by: Kim | April 22, 2008 at 09:34 AM
that is such a great story!! good luck with everything! i am due in aug with our third girl:-) being pregnant is the hardest thing EVER!!! ur almost there:-)
Posted by: jen | April 21, 2008 at 01:53 PM
Wow Wow Wow. The photographer in me is just loving that photo. Isn't it funny how we can remember exactly how we felt at a moment in time.
And that cute TOP...that cute embroidered top. Don't you wish you still had it? Or, maybe you do!
- Suzanne, the Farmer's Wife
Posted by: the farmers wife | April 19, 2008 at 07:28 AM
Hey, I totally missed this! Happy birthday! My birthday is April 16th too! I turned 29-I'm not quite sure about it either. Such a cute photo!
Posted by: Kathryn Johnson | April 18, 2008 at 11:50 PM
oh yeah...forgot....my husband always says "we've crossed the threashold of youth a bit...we're in the thick of parenting our small children....we watch Dateline because we remember our parents watching it before they lay us to bed....in our 20's we're hip...trying to stay up to date...know every latest song on the radio....now we're entering our 30 somethings...dead tired from working and raising children....our brains are to mushy for the worlds new fancy stuff!
Ha....just wanted to throw that in as well!
Posted by: Sarah Keith | April 18, 2008 at 06:55 PM
oh! This is TOO funny! I'm 33 years old and LOVE Dateline! My husband always ask, "How old are you" and my brother who is 30 doesn't understand why I don't want to get set up on Facebook (like My Space) and carry my ipod (with video) around with me. I hate Greys Anatomy and The Bachelor is a pitiful excuse for a tv show...those crying girls...whatever....get a life. Sleepless in Seatle is my husband and I's "movie". But I do text message!!!!! Love your blog! Such a fun post to read!
Posted by: Sarah Keith | April 18, 2008 at 06:47 PM
Happy Birthday! I'm so with you on the reading thing -- I actually like to read though, but according to Mike, I live on the "Battlestar Distractica" so I have to re-read everything too. And I'm very much the same on texting too! LOL! Michel always asks me to text him and I tell him I only will if he sends me one first.
Where on earth do you find all your funny videos? Self-smarted is hilarious!
Posted by: melanie | April 18, 2008 at 11:57 AM
Happy Birthday Morgs! Loved your list of 32 things I never knew about you.
Posted by: Julie | April 17, 2008 at 10:30 PM
You ARE beautiful. I'm glad that guy said it, and I'm glad you keep replaying the scene in your mind. :)
Happy Birthday girl!
Posted by: Reb | April 17, 2008 at 07:44 PM
Happy Birthday!
I remember 30 being the best birthday (when I had previously thought that 25 was the best..)
I have taken the day off for my birthday every year since I was 25.
42 better not suck...41 is pretty good, I might add. Be your own "age sucks" judge...things get better if we allow them to. I have had difficult years, but not difficult ages.
love that someone told you that you looked beautiful pregnant. the kindness of strangers is so often truly memorable. we should all be so nice more often.
i don't "get" my space. my 30 year old sister tries to explain it to me every once in while. i pretend i am listening.
i do not text message & only turn my cell phone on when i'm driving alone for long distances.
Hope you have a wonderful Birthday--!
Posted by: janice | April 17, 2008 at 04:48 PM
Happy Birthday! Hope you had a good one!
Posted by: Aubrey | April 17, 2008 at 04:23 PM
Happy Birthday!!! Yea!
I don't get My Space at all, either, but then again I've never even been to the site, so that could have something to do with it. But I don't even get why people go to the site. I'm a total night owl, too, and hate myself for it every morning! But I can't help it. I swear there is some internal instinct inside my brain that makes me want to stay up late. And I hate to read, too! I would love to have read all the classics and be able to discuss the latest and greatest, but I just can't. I always join book clubs hoping they will make me read, but I think I have only ever finished one month's read. And that was plenty for me.
And congrats on the Ozzy-esque compliment! You ARE beautiful! Compliments like that are even better from total strangers than anyone else because you know they are heart-felt. When close friends and family tell you you look great at 9 months pregnant, you can tell yourself they're just being nice, but a hot stranger who goes out of his way, well, it's gotta be true because they have no other motivation. Awesome!
Posted by: Jacy | April 17, 2008 at 04:13 PM
Happy birthday Morgan (well belated). I loved your list, in fact I have been enjoying your blog for sometime now and it's definitely inspiring me to start my own... someday... soon... when I find the time... yeah, maybe I'll just stick to reading yours.
Ozzy is hot and I would have drooled to have gotten such a compliment from a lookalike Ozzy - which is probably EXACTLY why I'm not getting compliments like that.
For the record, 32 sucks. No matter what anyone tells you, anything past 30 sucks. But you learn to deal with it. At least 32 isn't as bad as 33... July is coming way too fast for my liking.
And last point: I have 14,500 icoke points! Woo hoo... what am I even supposed to do with them?
Posted by: Andrea | April 17, 2008 at 01:21 PM
happy birthday! i hope chris played 'happy birthday to you' on ye olde harmonica!
Posted by: matt | April 17, 2008 at 07:22 AM
Like "Renna" I am also struck by how almost identical (likes and dislaikes) we are despite being almost twice your age and living in Australia! I don't have a blog of my own, but yours is one I check regularly after one of my friends gave me a link to hers. Now I spend far too much time reading blogs from all over the world and have learnt SO much from them and the links they provide.
If you are still needing name suggestions, think about "Hannah". I have 4 children and my younger daughter is named Hannah. I found it in the death notice of a 90 year old not long before she was born.
Posted by: Jo | April 16, 2008 at 11:59 PM
Morgan, Happy Birthday!!! Pretend that I just sang the song to you and It sounded wonderful and I was right on key. But then you say to yourself, Amy can sing on key? Then you remember that I really can't sing and if I was there to sing happy birthday to you, it would hurt your ears so I guess we are both better off pretending. Anyway Happy 32, just be glad that your not turning 30 that was a terrible age. Ha Ha I will always be older, oh wait it's not so cool to be older anymore.
Happy Birthday!!!
Posted by: Amy | April 16, 2008 at 10:06 PM
Happy Birthday! What a great list. This is totally the type of list that people should write when they are writing things about themselves. It is way more informative in many ways than the static, this is my favorit_____ type of list.
Posted by: Fuji Mama | April 16, 2008 at 06:44 PM
Happy Happy Birthday Morgan dear, happy days will come to you all year... I love the picture of you when you were five. Thinking back to 1981, on your birthday I was still in my mothers womb. Kind of scary. Hope you have a wonderful day on this your Birthday.! Eat a cupcake, or a whole cake if you feel like it.
Posted by: Jennifer | April 16, 2008 at 06:38 PM
Happy Birthday!! I love your list--I can TOTALLY relate to almost all of them! HA! And I'm sure you do look beautiful!
Posted by: Julie | April 16, 2008 at 06:08 PM
delurking to say happy birthday :^)
and that is such a beautiful portrait!
Posted by: Lori | April 16, 2008 at 04:52 PM
Happy Birthday. Hooray for your wonderful 32 years. I have no idea about text messaging either, and I totally agree with you about Myspace. By the way, you are beautiful. That guy was totally right.
Posted by: karolyn | April 16, 2008 at 03:44 PM
Happy Birthday Morgan!
Posted by: Vanessa Suzanne Zinke | April 16, 2008 at 03:28 PM
awww look at you! i love how you still look the same! and henry is you without the bouffant pretty hair! hope your day is going lovely...been thinking of you and sending birthday wishes and kisses up your way! wish i was there to eat cake (or crispy edged brownies) with you xoxox
Posted by: em | April 16, 2008 at 03:26 PM
Happy birthday, darling. I love you! I remember so clearly when this picture was taken. You were standing against the neighbors stucco house and Marty Babayco, the neighbor, took it for a photography class he as taking. He thought you were the cutest. And, of course you were.
You are still beautiful and I love you dearly.
Posted by: Mom | April 16, 2008 at 02:10 PM