Oh man...what did I do?

My oh my! So here's how it all started....after 3 hours of slicing meat at Quiznos I headed home with a strong resolve to run 9 miles as training for the half marathon on August 23rd. I took a route from my house down 4th north and out to Providence to Mar and Phil's new house (it ended up being only 6 1/2 miles so that was a dissapointment!) But I came home and ate some dinner because I was starving and of course squoze in some dessert! Unfortunately something bad happened in my innards and I was awake all night with pain and running to the throne! Today same beef! I just called in sick and am slumped in our office chair writing this to pull a little sympathy from the only two people that read this blog. lol. Love you guys!

LAGOON

I went to Lagoon today with Aunt Mel and some of the best cousins in the world! We swam and rode the BEST and BIGGEST rides, some of which were entirely new to me! I couldn't believe how small the place seemed. It used to seem gigantic when I was smaller. My legs would get so tired walking around...maybe that was because my mom is a speed walker 24/7! Who knows. My all time favorite ride is the Flying Ace. I can't say why really, I just love it! It's not bumpy and not too frightening or jolting. It's just kind of laid back and the wind feels great. There were a few funny moments throughout the day: Number one would have to be Wil going to the bathroom and coming back with a wet spot on his shirt in just the right place....haha. He told us it was from the drinking fountain and turned pink. What a character! Ali squoze my hand SOOO tight during the Terroride I thought I might not get it back! It's funny because she led Wil and I to both of the "scary" rides although she couldn't stop telling us how much manicans (sp?) and zombies creeped her out. And Paige is Paige! She acts like she's one of my 22 year old friends! I love them all together-it's great to feel so comfortable around family. Mel also let me borrow this book she bought at the Fair called "I Like You" by Sandol Stoddard Warburg, illustrated by Jacqueline Chwast. I loved it! I wonder if you could get it online. The illustrations are so great! I feel inspired and want to copy every square inch of it. And just for the record: Nate should know that the very last page says, "I guess I don't know why I like you really.....Why do I like you....I guess I just like you......I guess I just like you......Because I like you"......but it wasn't so much the text that struck me as did the illustration! There's a picture of a boy tied up in a rope while there's a sweet looking girl spooning him some dessert!!! I laughed at that for quite some time!
Last week I was leaning toward art restoration as a career, but today, I think I changed my mind to illustration. Can I just say how confusing and crazy it is to be in this stage of my life? I've never felt it so much before. Does anyone have any advice about gaining some stability?

What can I say that you don't know? Here's something funny, funny because I believed it for the longest time as a kid! I have a freckle exactly in the middle of my lower lip. I used to more hope than believe that Peter Pan would come and take me away to Never Never Land-of course he didn't because I am old and still here (poo!) But, if Peter ever kisses you (or "gives you a thimble"), I hear it leaves a mark!
I fell asleep in the flour cupboard one Christmas waiting for Santa Clause and didnt' wake up until after he'd left! I also am CERTAIN I have heard reindeer sleigh bells and hooves on my roof.
I used to get letters every St. Patrick's Day from King Brian the Leprechaun. One year he told me that if I found the end of the rainbow, that he and the other leprechauns would be there with the pot of gold. Needless to say, my youthful little heart fell for it completely! I spent hours searching for him around my house in my pink poofy coat. I remember ending perplexed and frustrated as I sat upon our wooden bench on our front porch. I found out later, after my parents left for a wedding anniversary trip, that it was all fake! I found my Grandma Relda writing the note supposedly from King Brian in the wee hours of the morning. I was crushed!
Next post, I think I'll write my most embarrassing moment. You better tune in for that one!!!
You'll laugh your head off!

this is it!

Okay, so this is the first post! Should I anticipate addiction? I decided to call this blog, "Mirm's Nook" because there seems to be many crevices and "nooks" in my life and others-places where thoughts emerge and everyone does their own thing. So this is my own thing....haha. Some of you may find it interesting (Mrs. Jones!) and I'll hopefully find it stress relieving, fun, and possibly refreshing!