Blogruption

The first part of high school freshman orientation was held in our auditorium.  The student council did some skits about how to succeed in school and the alternative.  Generally, I'm not such a fan of sketches that try to instill a value--but I remember it because I had to look up a word I didn't know, but I knew it was bad and I didn't want to do it from the sound of things.  That word was PROCRASTINATE.  Growing up, my parents always told me that I was slow as molasses (which, interestingly enough, I also didn't know what that was!)

But, I'm as bad as I've always been.  Ever since I could remember, I've always wanted to be a good journal writer.  Unfortunately, as with most things, I lack the "ganas" (the drive) to finish what I start.   Let's take a trip down memory lane...Exibit A: Stitched wall hanging for Maleesa--started around grade 10, finished by graduation.  Exibit B: Venezuela Missions Trip--like every trip I go on, I skip pages to go back and fill in the day's stories--almost never happens.**This is where Blogruption comes into play,  I've had lots of ideas I wanted to share, so a post was made, but never finished.  In the past I was able to sneak these in, but now instead of the date that they were started, they're organized by post date.**Back to Exibit C: Ken's quilted jean blanket circa 2005--it still has pins in it, all completed, just waiting for the binding.  I believe two or three kind souls offered to finish it for me, but that just wouldn't be the same.  Exibit D: (this a little one's better) Blaine's jean "toddler" blanket--born in March, started in October, finished before we left for Ukraine in July, he was only  a year and a half...the perfect timing for a sturdy blanket if you ask me!
If high school year book taught me anything, I hope that it was to write kind of alright (at least to not overuse meaningless words like "fun"--off track), although I'm afraid that in my efforts to capture my thought, I might blogblurt (better than blogburping I suppose:) So here goes nothing, let's see how many entries I can cram into tonight.