I was telling Dad I was debating going to visit him and mom for Christmas. He told me to save my money and stay in Washington. A couple days later I bought my plane tickets.
One of my friends is getting married soon in Colorado. It looks to be a really good party, BUT I couldn't decide if I wanted to spend that much money. I was talking about it with Greggy and he told me that if I went it would be horrible and that I shouldn't go. Later that afternoon, I booked a flight, rental car, and hotel room. Sorry Greggy. And now I'm really excited about it. And since I'm not going to Abu Dhabi in March as I had originally planned, I figure I can afford it.
I was debating whether or not to go up to White Pass Washington to go snowboarding today. Well, I've been debating the last couple days. My manager and co-workers told me not to go. My mother advised me not to. My friend that wanted to go with me changed his mind and tried to back out last minute. But we still went. Because I wanted to. And I had a fabulous day.
More ancient tidbits: lots of my "friends" told me to not go on a mission because I would be a horrible missionary because I don't like to do what people tell me. Well, I showed them. Or something. I went in any case.
Really recent: Heidi loo-hoo wanted a fish for Christmas. I mildly considered it (but not really) until Lloyd said she couldn't have one. When I got back from Mom and Dad's after Christmas, Heidi and I went and got her a fish. It died last week. I guess Lloyd won, but I honestly think we got a defective fish. It was manic depressive or something. It wouldn't eat its food even though the pet store people said it was his favorite kind. I think he starved to death. Poor fish. But he brought it on himself. Now Heidi loo-hoo wants a bird. But even if someone tells me not to get it, I still won't get her a bird. It would probably be defective and die also.
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