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In order to properly tell this story, we have to go back in time. Way back. The year was 1996. People thought pagers were a great communication tool, Bill Clinton was in the White House, Britney was still innocent and I was a junior in high school.

I mentioned in my 100 things list that I was a choir nerd during high school. That meant concert choir, jazz choir and a variety of small singing groups. I spent a lot of time performing. I don’t know that I was any good, but I did enjoy it. Unfortunately choir didn’t offer was a wide selection of cute boys to look at. At this point in my life I was pretty boy crazy so it was definitely a disappointment.

At our fall concert, I was assigned to keep the junior high choir kids in check while they weren’t on stage. My partners in crime were my best friend, the jerky guy that she liked at the time and his friend, TTO. When you grow up in a small town you know most of your classmates from birth. I knew of TTO, but I didn’t actually know him. After laughing and joking around (and getting in trouble for not doing our job) I was pretty smitten.

All I could think was, “Why didn’t I notice him before? He’s pretty cute.” We spent the next week or two walking the halls after school talking. I baked him cake to prove my domestic prowess. My friends referred to this as “just being casual”. Finally, after one of his basketball games, TTO asked if I wanted to go out (did anyone else use this term? My aunt used to HATE it – she always asked “Where exactly do you GO?”).

Our relationship consisted mainly of me wearing his class ring, phone conversations and a lot of innocent making out. One incident I remember in particular involved me driving him home from a dance with my two best friends in the backseat. As I was pulling into the driveway D said, “Maybe you should walk him to the do..” She was cut off by our gratuitous kissing. I never quite lived that down.

I also met his mom for the first time when I was stocking shelves in the feminine hygiene aisle for my drugstore job. That was fun.

One night during a phone conversation about a month later I told TTO I couldn’t be his girlfriend anymore. He went silent, then said “I’ve got to go.” I’m still not sure why I did it. None of my friends had boyfriends so I think that was part of it, but I also wasn’t that good with relationships. I was too non-committal. When he missed school the next day I felt awful – he had a perfect attendance record and I’d ruined it. I tried to stay friends with him. I even convinced my best friend to ask him to prom (she did and it was extremely awkward for all of us).

Eventually we just stayed clear of each other. He dropped out of choir to pursue other things and I graduated and moved away for school. I thought of him every once in a while in a very “what if” kind of way. I never would have guessed at what was ahead.

*All of the posts this week will have John Mayer songs for titles.  Say what you will about him, but whenever I hear his songs I think of TTO and the early days of our relationship. 

In T-minus 8 hours I will be leaving for the airport.  Bags are packed, house is clean, ride is secured.  We are ready!  I just wish I could take you all with me.

The posts for next week will consist of a seven part serial outlining how I went from being the girl that broke TTO’s heart to the girl he married.  It’s a pretty good story, if I do say so myself.  I hope you enjoy it.

Tuesday Tunes and Thank Gus It’s Friday will be suspended until next week.  If you’re a prize recipient and you haven’t gotten anything yet, don’t worry it will be there soon!

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This is what it feels like at my house right now.

My mom keeps running up and down the steps muttering things like “PASSPORTS” and “QUART SIZED BAGS”.  It’s all making me very uneasy.

I think I should probably go check on her. 

Make sure you stop and say hi the rest of the sextet of super-cuteness Bugs, Rufus, Ted, Ben and my new buddy Zapp

In honor of Thanksgiving, a Thursday Thirteen. 

Things I am Thankful for:

  1. My wonderful, amazing, fantastic husband (seriously, there aren’t enough adjectives to describe how great he is or how much I love him).  I can’t believe that our life together just keeps getting better.
  2. Our families.  We’re both very fortunate that we married into families that welcomed us with open arms.  No drama, guilt or akwardness.  We truly enjoy each other’s company and it makes the holidays so much better.
  3. A certain little brown striped dog.  I’m still amazed at how much joy he really brings.
  4. A warm, comfortable, safe place to live.  I never thought anywhere but my parent’s house would feel like home, but when I think “home” now it’s definitely the little green house on the quiet street that comes to mind.
  5. Friends.  We don’t spend nearly as much time together as we should, but when we do it’s like no time has even passed.
  6. MEXICO.  In three days. 
  7. Good jobs.  We might not love what we do, but we’re really lucky to have the opportunity to get up and go to work every day.
  8. Continued health.  For us and the people we care about.  TTO’s parents are recovering really well from their respective surgeries, my dad is working to drop those triglycerides and my mom is quitting smoking.  Keep it up!  We want you all around for a really, really long time.
  9. Reliable vehicles.  Especially as the snow starts to fly.  The heated seats are nice too.
  10. Blogging.  This has been such a great experience for me.  I never anticipated that people would read what I write.  I really did it more for me than anything.  But people do read.  And they give the most wonderful feedback.  I’ve had the opportunity to make some internet friends and learn things I never would have without this blog. (THANK YOU!)
  11. My sister and Bjorn’s brother growing into fantastic young adults.  Alice has a great job that she is exceptionally good at.  She’s found a boyfriend that treats her well.  She’s really coming into her own and I am SO proud.  E is excelling in his sophmore year of college will be transferring to Minneapolis at the end of the semester.  We’ll be really glad to have him around more.  We also really appreciate the fact that he’ll be studying abroad next year because it will give us an excuse to go to Europe.
  12. The upcoming holidays.  Most years I approach them with stress and trepidation.  This year I am determined to enjoy every aspect as much as possible.  I’m looking forward to cutting down our tree again, making the Christmas cards, all of the baking and spending more time with our extended families.
  13. That this might be one of the last posts I have to write from our hamster wheel desktop.  As a Christmas present to each other we’re going to (hopefully) buy our new laptop tomorrow.  The one we’ve been looking at is on sale with a bunch of extra features as part of an after Thanksgiving sale. 

I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

I was tagged by the lovely Suzanne for the following meme. 

7 Things You Probably Didn’t Know About Anna:

1.  I carry a small kernel of dried corn in my purse.  I found it in one of TTO’s pockets after he’d been working down on the farm.  I like having a tangible reminder of him with me all the time. 

2.  I have never been dumped.  That is not to say I’ve never had my heart broken or felt rejection.  It’s just that in every relationship I’ve been in, I’ve been the one to officially end things.  I think it’s just as hard to be the dumper as it is to be the dumpee.

3.  I have extremely sensitive feet.  I inherited this from my dad.  I used to have to wear socks (even with sandals!) all the time because my feet hurt if they were in direct contact with shoes, the floor and especially grass or sand.  I was finally able to start wearing flip flops a few years ago and I can be barefoot outside now.  However, pedicures are still extremely difficult for me.  I get them because I like how my toes look afterwards but the process is not fun or relaxing.

4.  When I was in the second grade my CCD (like Catholic Sunday School) teacher told us that there was no Santa Claus.  I think a few of the kids already knew, but I still believed.  My parents were PISSED.  My sister was only a baby at the time and my mom gave me an extremely stern warning that I better not ruin it for her.  I didn’t.  In fact, part of me still believes.  Maybe not in a fat guy in a red suit, but definitely that there is a special magic that surrounds Christmas.

5. I have freakishly strong thumbs.  Just ask TTO.  When we were first dating we had a lot of thumb wars (innocent excuse to hold hands maybe?).  I won a lot of the time even though his hands are much bigger than mine.  I also have very long, thin fingers.  My grandpa once told me that I had stenographer’s hands.  I had to ask my mom what that meant (I was fairly young), but it’s still one of my most cherished compliments.  He was a man of few words so the fact that he noticed and said something to me really meant a lot.

6.  You know how people say “I’ve never won anything!” when they win radio station prizes?  I can’t say that.  I entered a drawing at our town fair when I was a kid and won a stuffed pig and an autographed picture of someone I didn’t know.  I also won free textbooks for a semester when I was in college.  That was awesome.

7.  I don’t play favorites.  I hate when people ask me to tell them my favorite movie, song, color, food, Backstreet Boy, etc.  I am extremely non-committal.  Today my favorite color is blue, but tomorrow it could very well be yellow.  There are just too many options.  I don’t want to limit myself by saying this or that is the best of all. You might call this indecisive. I say it’s open-minded.   

I know I’m supposed to tag another 7 people, but I’ve decided not to do that. I like being tagged, but I know that not everyone does so I’ll leave it open ended. If you decide to do it, let me know!