I am now 25!! I don't feel any different, probably because I have been saying that I am 25 ever since the year started. I always do this by the way. But I must say that I also try to be more specific and say that it is my 25th year. So that it's less confusing because "technically" I wasn't 25 until now. Anyway, I had a fun day with my husband, adorable baby and some friends.
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| Here I am on a birthday walk with my family. |
We played some games and had tons of sweats. I really mean TON. I like sugar, but on my birthday I think I might have gone just a little overboard. I know this to be a fact because I could not have any more sugary treats for a few days afterwards. And that does not happen very often.
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| Party! |
The game that I think most people enjoyed playing was the story writing game. It goes like this: A person starts a story and then passes the paper on to the next person. This next person then read what the first on wrote and adds on to the story. The second person then folds over what the first person wrote and passes the paper on to the third person so that they cannot see what the first person wrote. And it goes on and on until the paper is filled. It was so funny to read the stories at the end. Everyone in the group were very creative and there were many writers born. Just kidding, but I think that if any of us ever have a midlife crisis, taking up writing might be just the thing to do.
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| Playing "Psychiatrist" |
Here are a few of the stories, the three best gems if you will (I wrote them in different fonts to show where the paper was traded up):
There once was a small blueberry named Terdle. He was very happy and very blue, and he lived in Maine.
One day he decided to change his name so he grabbed his huge glass eyeball. He couldn't see his future, so he grabbed a cloth to wipe the glass eyeball off. He put it back where he got it, and heard a voice say "How did you get in my home!?!" "Uh?!" he stammered.
"The back door was left open and I had a desire to set fire, and I was for hire, sire. So badabing, badaboom!! How did you get in here good sir?" he said back to the voice. He didn't understand the riddle, so he just shrugged. What could he mean? But was the question worth learning? "Was it about the destination or the journey?" he thought. Light entered the young mind like the scent of an orange going forth amongst the crowds.
There once was a yellered bellied gnome (actually he was part gnome and part whale).
He wanted to be just like everyone else, but that was impossible because of his whale genes. He just wanted to swim! He could hold his breath for hours! And the eerie moans and groans he made were just his way of communicating! He put his skills to good use and swam and caught fish the size of birthday balloons, so he could feed his family.
The fish was so large, he had to fashion a sledge to drag it upon. When he returned, his family shunned him for his lack of strength and affinity building sledges. "Ah drat!" he thought. This was the second time he failed his family's expectations in one day! Wiggling his nose he fought off the tears of despear and looked in his book. It was a magical book and he turned the pages faster and faster. The dust from each page covered his eyes, then his ears and nostrils, he began sneezing and sneezing...he's still sneezing.
When the clock struck midnight, Johnny got out of bed fully dressed and snuck out the window.
It was the coldest, wettest, most delirious night of all nights. But Johnny has a secret and he was warm. And when Johnny's body temperature increased he couldn't lie. The hotter he got the more... Sour candy he wanted. His mouth was watering really bad. He had to use lots of towels to wipe off the puddle of spit on the floor.
And when he was finished the floor was shinny. Shinny like something familiar, he realized. Shiny like a newly waxed dance floor!!! A disco tune started up in his mind. He broke out a move unannounced. There was a reporter who saw him dance, who reported it in the news, and a dancing career was started! He soon was on a world tour. Sadly, a fellow dancer, who was jealous hired someone to hit him in the leg with a pipe.