I'm having a hard time trying to decide what to do here on my blog. So many of my hits are scrapbook related I kind of feel like I should make my blog more professional and stop with the personal posts. At the same time, I really like the personal posts, and I don't know if I want to try and maintain two blogs. And so, for now, I'm going to keep blogging both.
Personal, and business related scrapbook posts. Hopefully, you can handle the randomness.
Speaking of randomness, I have a few stories about me and my brothers growing up that I want to post about before they are completely forgotten. Just funny random stories that happened when we were kids. Catching up with old friends on Facebook is bringing the stories all back.
First, my story. (and my senior pictures, and student ID card.)
When I was a junior or senior in high school, I can't remember which, I hit a girl in the parking lot at school. I know, I'm crazy. Let me just explain...
This is probably the norm in every high school, but there was a certain group of girls, who when walking to their car in the parking lot, would show zero respect for the other students who might be in their cars trying to leave the school... They would just walk out slowly into the street and purposely take their time crossing the road with an attitude of disdain and superiority that was meant to make you feel inferior.
Nobody likes to be treated that way.
So anyway, one day two of them walk out in front of my car and so I just kept going... That sounds worse than it is... I was just coasting at probably less than 1 mile an hour. I thought they were clear, but I misjudged the distance and "bumped" one of the girls in the leg, and it spun her around and my car rolled up on top of her foot. Which is where I promptly hit the breaks. THAT sounds worse than it really was, too. I did drive a GEO metro, I mean come on, one day as a practice joke, 4 guys picked up my car, moved it out of it's parking spot, rotated it 90 degrees and left it in the middle of the isle. The car wasn't that heavy.
I was so embarrassed that I completely blocked it from my memories for about 10 years. Then, one day, it suddenly came to me, "Did I hit a girl in the parking lot in HS??" Yup, I remember it all now. Kelly McCrory was in the car with me. I don't have any idea the name of the girl I hit, she was fine by the way (and I bet she never took her sweet time crossing the road again! You see, I'm not crazy, I just did everyone a favor).
The next story, It's about my brother, Alex. Let's see.. there are so many to tell! From the time he was working under a station wagon, which was up on a forklift, and the fork lift failed and dropped the entire car on top of him. He quickly turned his head to the side and it was still squeezing his head against the ground... he walked away with a little road rash on his shoulder...
And then there is the time he and his friends decided to watch scary movies with their dates,
in the middle of a corn field.
Here's Al, with John McCain, and the BSU mascot standing in front of their "Drill here, Drill now" Homecoming float, which won first prize, I think?? I know they got some cold, hard, cash for the design anyway.
One of my favorites about Al was the dates he and Cory Fischer took to one of the girl ask guy high school dances. Emphasis on the girl ask guy part. This was one of those rare times Al and Cory did not get asked to the dance, but I guess they really wanted to go because they made larger than life "dates" that were the ugliest dummies I have ever seen. We're talking about flannel shirts buttoned all the way up sewed to denim pants, and stuffed till the buttons were ready to pop, and hand drawn faces on what might have been pillow cases.... Then they borrowed moped scooters and strapped the "girls" (and I use that term loosely) on the back, and took them to the dance. The really sad part... Al and Cory's guy friends, who had actual real, live dates, kept cutting in and dancing with the dummies....
I guess that left Al and Cory with the real live girls... Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all.
Al's still single by the way... if anyone out there is interested. haha.. Good thing he doesn't read my blog!
Okay, then there is Justin. Most of Justin's High School stories we don't find out about till years later, that way he doesn't get in any trouble with mom and dad and we can all laugh about it when he does tell.
Like when he and a friend streaked across the field at a football game.
My favorite, though, was a time before his mission when he and a bunch of his friends were up at the lake wake boarding. Justin's friend was driving the boat and he accidentally ran over one of their other friends, who was in the water (that by the way, is way worse than hitting someone with your car). They killed the engine (not the guy), and pulled the guy into the boat. He was a little dazed.
They noticed the back of his wet suit was sliced open so they told the friend, "Hey, lets get this wet suit off you." Then they noticed the back of his shorts were sliced open, so they took a gander at his rear end, and sure enough, it was sliced open too. but I guess it wasn't that bad. They took the guy home and taped, yes taped, his sliced open rear end closed, and the guy went on a date that night.
That was just one of the stories we didn't hear about till after Justin came home from his mission.
Well, that's all I've got for now. And um, Jill and Pete, don't worry, I'll tell some good embarrassing stories about you next time...