Thirty Before Thirty: Revised

1. Run in a race. (Um……running?)

2. Update camera.

3. Invite all the ladies in my family over. (Nope not yet)

4.  Bake bread from scratch and really enjoy it.

5. Buy a punch card at the pool and use it within 6 months.

6. Write 3 people a letter a month.

7. Road trip, AU style…..in a perfect world in another country, but USA will do. The economy stinks.

8. Oregon Coast for 10 days with Barry & Sydney.

9.  Expand Team HB. (April, 2010)

10. Have parents over.

11. Make a quilt. (At least joined Quilt Group and they let me photograph it.)

12.  Buy everything locally for 1 month. (Think farmers market).

13. Blog daily for 1 month.

14. Run 3x a week for at least 3 months in a row. (Again, running?)

15. Paint a picture that I like enough for others to see. (I’m counting my photos.)

16. Begin reading War & Peace. (Still looking for a book group. Anyone?)

17.  Make delicious sushi. (Boy, I sure ate enough sushi….)

18. Invite grandparents over to enjoy home-cooked meal.

19. Pop Clothes Balloon (Barry might not agree.)

20.  six. (This one is between me and, well, me.)

21. Finish the wedding album.

22. Grandma& Grandpa Elvrum are 50 years older than me. Document their 80 at 80 list. 80 special moments. Midge too.

23. Be more like Barry; trash collecting, compliment giving, open-minded, patient, caring….the list goes on forever, and ever.

24. Spend time with my brothers….okay, okay, beat them at Settlers.

25. Paint kitchen. (This should go on a list with the title “Home Improvement” but I’m putting it here because I can.

26. Eat breakfast for 10 days in a row. (I’ve always hated breakfast, but “they” say that you shouldn’t skip the first meal of the day. By the way, who is “they”?)

27. Go to a concert (oh, please Dixie Chicks!) , a play and a local musical performance.

28. NB

29. Work  on a specific part of the garden that I can be proud about. (At least I’m proud of my dad’s work.)

30. Plan a rockin’ 30th birthday and get ready for the roarin’ 3oth year!

Papa Bear

Yesterday morning, as I was packing my bag, Barry called his grandpa to wish him a happy birthday. It was a sweet conversation between grandson and grandfather, but what really got me was when Barry started describing me to his grandpa.

Hearing Barry talk about the pregnancy and my very apparent belly made me realize how much he does listen and pay attention. I think I forget how excited he is, not because we don’t talk about it, but more because I don’t get to hear Barry share his perspective with others as often as I’d like.

Hearing him describe the total and utter dance party that HBaby had the other night, along with other tidbits of information, brought a smile to my face…I’ve been doing that a lot lately because of him.