A Fun Bloggy Thing

...or, The Post in Which I Really Want to Blog, But Can't Think of What to Say.

Anyway, I was thinking about traveling. So I decided to create the my Visited States Map. I couldn't decide if I should count the states we drove through to get to Florida for spring break in college (Alabama, Mississippi, Tennessee). Does singing Walking in Memphis at 2:00 AM at the top of your lungs, outside of Graceland, count? Hmm. I made the difficult rule that to count a state, I must have spent at least one night in that state.

create your own visited states map

I had a thought: why is it that so many people I know and love have grandparents in West Virginia?

And, did anyone else here ever learn the 50 States song as a child? In 5th grade we learned the song, and it still rings in my head when I think about states... "Fifty nifty United States, from 13 original colonies..."

Not much, just mouthwatering raw fish

It seems that in Rob's Lenten blogging-leave-of-absence, I have not been posting much. Oops. I'll try to do better at updating.

My schedule is full and my mind racing these days, but I'm happy and determined to have fun and not feel overwhelmed. The CSAPs (Colorado big-ol' standardized tests) start tomorrow. It's a nerve-wracking experience every year because of its formality, and I will breath a sigh of relief after our 9 days of testing are over. I'm hosting my friend's bridal shower on Saturday, and after 3 years since buying my townhouse, I realized that this will be my first party. Oh, I want to do it right! The good news (for the bride) is that everyone I invited is attending. Therein is also the bad news. 23 women in my townhome... I hope they're ready to get close to each other.

For your viewing enjoyment, here are a few photos to illustrate the fun we had last weekend.

Bought new running shoes. After all, we're runners now.

Went to the mountains to run and take some photos with Lydia's Flat Stanley (don't show her yet!). It is me, or does Rob look like a native Coloradoan to you?

Made sushi later... yum. Of course, cukes were left out of my maki zushi.