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Showing posts with label as chandler bing would say: could i BE any more random?. Show all posts

9.05.2007

treasures from the black hole: part 2

item number 1:
a mr. t sticker book.


where this came from?
prolly DAV.
ps...myron saw mr. t @ a mike tyson fight a few years ago.
he was wearing a gold medallion around his neck the size of a dinner plate.
i really wish i could have seen that.
mr. t that is {not the fight.}
"pity da foo."
lol.

item number 2:
large amounts of fleece: colors of the irish flag.


myron purchased this a couple of years ago,
requesting that i make him, and i quote:
"an irish blanket of promise."

and yes, i probably will get around to making it one day.
because we are leprachans.
and maybe irish, we don't know.


item number 3:

a large green participation ribbon.


made lovingly for me on my wedding day by my hilarious fam o' cousins, the redds.

and this was the perfect gift because:
i have always said that i want to be buried w/ a green participation ribbon adorning my casket.
representative of my happy life o' extreme averageness.

you see,
i've spent my whole existence being the proud & honorable recipient of green participation ribbons. never a blue. never a red. always a green.

top six trials & tribulations o' my growing up years were:
1. track & field day
2. any kind of oral presentation @ school
3. choir try outs/performances
4. piano recitals = forgetting my piece due to nerves & crying in front of everyone
5. girls pe, as a whole
6. timed multiplication tests

these rough times have since taught me to embrace mediocrity.
blue ribbons are totally over-rated.

item number 4:

my powerpuff girls book of happy thoughts circa '98-'99.


throughout my sophomore year, i kept a running list of happy thoughts.
they were very random.

and are now very entertaining to read.
and surprisingly still, very very accurate.

item number 5:
a three ring binder containing these digital gems
{aka myron lee dunn as kipland ronald dynamite}









hey, remember when myron grew out a mustache for 34.3 days- all in the name of approximately 2.5 hours of fun?
i do.
{props goes to my ridiculously funny husband, who, unlike me, couldn't care less if others judge him for dedicating an entire month & his adorable upper lip to his halloween costume.}

but, just for the record: i'm voting for a costume sans genuine facial hair this year.

{happy wednesday friends}