Monday, December 29, 2008

Did anyone know this?

Today I was singing some Disney tunes to myself, as I often do, and I realized something. When Zazu is singing in "I Just Can't Wait to Be King" he says

"This child is getting wildly out of wing..."

He is saying "out of wing" instead of "out of hand." Like, "Geeze, that Simba is getting so out of hand." But wing instead because he is a bird! Oh, Disney.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

And this

For myself! (PS I got all of them in under 30 seconds)

For real, Ron, I meant to to add these

For Ron!

For Cameron!

Sporcle! Sporcle! Sp-sp-sp sporcle!

For Ryan!

For Morgan!

For Kelly!

For Lynn!

For Carolyn!

For Baron!

For Jodi!

For Kyle!

For Derek!

For Mom!

For Chuck Diesel!

For Rachel!

Check out this giant baby.

This is Richard Sault.

He was born at 14 lbs 2 oz in California.

It took 2 doctors to lift him out during the C-section.


And Another Thing

Single ply toilet paper is stupid and should not be available to society.

It tears while you are trying to unroll it. Then you have 100 tiny pieces of shred in your hand and they are useless.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Christmas Updates

I have not blogged in awhile, mainly due to the exciting holiday trip to Puyallup, Washington to see my fam. Here are some notable updates:

- I hitched a ride home with my friends Erin and Kelly and Courtney because my car was snowed into my parking lot. It was fun.

- Erin taught me a new alphabet car game, which we played.

- My sire, Tom, loves to play Rock Band on the Wii. He especially loves to get an "Awesome" comment when he is the lead singer and will go to any length, at the cost of our ear drums, to obtain it.

- My grandmother loves Ireland and cats.

- I got an IPOD TOUCH from Santa.

- I did not bring my camera home so I have no documentation of any of this.

- My family is super fun with Christmas traditions. Another blog will have to cover those.

- My brother Kyle got a spinning tie rack from my parents.

Other things happened as well, but these are the ones I could remember now.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Some tallies for you

Total inches of snow fallen during the DECEMBER BLAST in Bellingham WA, according to Paul Lyons: 24 inches

Total days I have been excused from going to my workout at 8am: 2 days

Number of times I have been stuck in the snow: 4 times

Number of days my car has been a prisoner of snow in my parking lot: 1 day

Number of times I have cleaned out Ricky's litter box with the extra time I have to spend in my house: 0

Number of times I have avoided the bathroom because I don't want to clean the litter box: at least 15

Number of worried text messages I have received regarding travel from parents: 10-15

How much I still love the snow on a scale of 1-10: 10

Saturday, December 20, 2008


Sorry about the "google phone" episode, I was trying to write a blog post from Rachel's Google phone, but it was IMPOSSIBLE.

Please do not get me a google phone for Christmas because I do not know how to work them.


I love the snow like Cooper the dog loves his tennis ball. Like Tucker the mini-dog loves his Froggie. Like Sassy the medium dog loves licking the fence. That is how much I love snow.

google phone

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

I'm glad I didn't sell Rachel

Because today she figured out that if you touch Ricky's nose while he's sleeping on his back, his leg twitches.

Pretty neat.

A Special Young Cat

Roommate for Sale.... Almost

So earlier I was going to write a blog about how Rachel "Selfish" Handysnacks was sleeping
and I was bored
and I was snowed in
and had no one to talk to
so I was mad and
I was going to sell her.

But then she woke up and we took a walk in the snow and ate chinese food at QQ Li's and made snow angels and she redeemed herself. It was fun. So I'm not selling her.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008


Why can't I make it so there are spaces between my paragraphs? I am getting irate.

What has happened:

1.) It has snowed in Bellingham.
2.) I have been insane with snow-love.
3) I slipped in the ice today twice in a row. While I was carrying 12 plates. And none of them broke. Not even a chip. It was a snow miracle.
4) I have been so busy loving the snow that I have ignored my blog. I apologize to those of you who keep yourselves from going into a depression by reading a daily dose of my blog. I have not been delivering. But don't worry. Actually, do worry because....
IT'S SUPPOSED TO SNOW AGAIN. On Wednesday night. I can't wait. CANNOT WAIT.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Happy Birthday Ryan Jobe!

Ryan Kristopher Jobe turned 18 on Sunday. EIGHTEEN. That is adulthood. What a freak.

Happy Birthday to Derek!

Derek Charles Jobe, my babyest of my baby brothers, turned sixteen on Saturday. SIXTEEN.
Happy 16th Birthday, Little D.

Friday, December 12, 2008

New Life Goal

I want to visit Santa Claus, Indiana. It is really a real place, for real. It is home to only about 2,000 people, but they are obviously AWESOME people. All the stores and businesses have Christmas-y names (like Rudolph's Hardware or Kris Kringle Hardware) and all the street names do too.

In Santa Claus, there is the only post office in the world to officially bear the name Santa Claus. They get thousands of letters to Santa every year, and is home to Santa's Elves, Inc, which professionally answers letters to Santa to children from all over the world.

Santa Claus Indiana is home to the Santa Claus Museum, which is pretty much the best place ever, as well as the Holiday World Theme Park.

Who wants to go with me and my brother, Kyle? (PS I am assuming my brother Kyle wants to come because he is the holiday spirit personified.)

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Dear Grandpa,

Thank you for the Christmas plates. My Bible Study and I really enjoyed them! We even took this picture to show you how thankful we are that you bought these for us.

I love you!


Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Okay. I know he's sideways

..but Kristen got me this pen and I named him Santa Bird. I love him forever. He has a suction cup foot and a beard.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Guess which one is Rachel:

This is Rachel Handysnacks' Precision Roller Dancing Team. Rachel (pictured above, top row center) reached her full height at like age 12. This picture is from 2002, when Rachel was about 15.
Note that this is a roller skating precision team. Six years ago Rachel was on a roller skating team.
He. Hehehe. Hehehe hahaha.

I forgot to put this one up when I was posting these a few weeks ago.

Baron Miller, 1972

My Red Robe

So, the best thing about me is probably my red robe.

Those of you that have seen my red robe - Can you believe that there is not ONE picture of it on the internet? Not one.

My red robe doesn't have a tie-around-your-waist thing like regular, boring robes. No, it zips up from the bottom. And it has a collar. And it is floor-length. It's 100% polyester. And it is awesome.

So, I was going to tell you guys all about it and even show you a picture of it, but the world wide web has boycotted my red robe.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Ricky, Grover, and Chicken-butt

Here is Ricky the Cat and his favorite toy, Tiny Grover. When Ricky got his first e-collar, Rachel made Tiny Grover one too. Ricky loved it and snuggled with it often.

And here is Ricky today:

I didn't realize they were going to shave it quite that much.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Crochet for Change

This lady crochets and knits things as a form of social protest. She recently made the news because she had a hard time getting back into the US from Canada after they found 'suspicious' sketches in her journal of an SUV.

Turns out they were blueprints of her recent project - crocheting an SUV sweater.

She has also crocheted covers for guns and tanks.
I know it's a form of protest, etc etc, but I think Speedy/Squeaky Clean Wheels would look pretty darn cute in a little outfit like that. Christmas present?

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

The amputee is home.

So Ricky the Cat had his tail amputated. Do you know how much it costs to have a cat's tail amputated? One million dollars.

Ricky better have a seriously amazing purpose in my life.

Also, I was expecting his tail stump to look weird - and I was right. But what I was not expecting was for them to have shaved his entire butt area.

So now he has no tail AND his butt looks like a chicken.

I'm such a proud pet owner. If only everyone could be as lucky as I.

Oh, and to top off the wonderful experience of a cat surgery, Ricky peed in his carrier when we were driving him home.



Excerpt from the song "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year":

There'll be parties for hosting
Marshmallows for toasting
And caroling out in the snow.

There'll be scary ghost stories
And tales of the glories
Of Christmases long, long ago.

Who the freak is telling GHOST STORIES at Christmas?

And not just ghost stories, which could perhaps be explained away with the story of Scrooge and his Christmas ghosts - but SCARY ghost stories.

Seriously, scary ghost stories? Is that all we could think of to rhyme with "glories?" How about Laurie? There are Lauries at Christmas. Or Maury, as in Povitch? He has a Christmas special.

How about another kind of story? Like CHRISTMAS stories?

Dear writer of that song,
Consult me before you write your final draft of lyrics next time.

Nicole Kristine

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Blowin up P-Town

I have not been blogging this week because I am blowing up Puyallup Washington with my awesome personality and presence.

Currently, I am at Willows Optical, bossing my mom around.


So far in Puyallup, Carolyn and I have worked out with the Biggest Loser, watched the Biggest Loser, thrown Froggie for Tucker 1,348 times, went shopping in Auburn with Lulabelle, played Scattergories, bought green shirts, and made dinner for my family. FUN FOREVER.

Tonight is our annual family night before Thanksgiving movie going. We are either seeing BOLT or Four Christmases. I'm in favor of Bolt because it is 3-D.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

My favorite commercial.

I don't know what it has to do with the lottery, but I love it. My favorite moment is when the penguin flaps his wings a little.


test entry

I am testing to see if I have fixed the formatting of my blog.

I am not sure that I have.

But maybe I have.

I was having problems with spacing. Here's the real test:

I am the real test.

Ricky the Cat and His Ways

Sometimes Ricky the Cat just sits and looks at me.

For like a half hour.

And with his big E-collar on, it looks like there's a cat head in a big plastic bowl. Staring at me.

Friday, November 21, 2008

So I was tagged.

I don't totally get this game, but apparently RONNY RON RONNERSONS PAI "tagged" me which means that I have to choose a picture from one of my earliest blogs (?) and comment on it (?). I don't know if those are the real rules but that's what I'm going to do.

So here it is - the first picture posted on my first blogspot. And what a picture it is.

I would have put the picture under that last sentence, but for some reason I have been unable to move pictures when I blog anywhere but the very top of the blog entry. Sup annoying.

Anyway, something that is NOT annoying is that picture. Check out my face. That might be one of the top 5 moments of my life. My friends threw me a surprise party for my 23rd birthday and I was VERY SURPRISED.

Other contenders for top 5 moments of my life:

1) Walking into my surprise 21st birthday party, which had a BIRTHDAY THRONE

2) Walking into my surprise 17th birthday party, which was Harry Potter themed and my boyfriend dressed up as Hagrid

3) When I saw The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe for the first time in theaters. Jacson sat next to me and observe my joy. It was unparallelled.

4) When I got my car detailed yesterday.

5) The moment I walked into DisneyWorld with my family and Terre.

6) Today when I realized that they sell Almond Crescents at Target. They're my favorite holiday cookie.

7) All the Christmas mornings of my life (24 so far). Each of them is a contender, except for the year my mom bought all my brothers Nerf guns.

8) When I got medicine to make my stomach aches go away.

9) The first time I saw the International Fireworks Competition in Canada.

10) The moment I ate the first Cool Ranch Dorito after not being able to eat them the whole time I had braces. That was like four years. I went without the CRDs for ALL THOSE YEARS.

Well, now I get to tag someone. And I tag.... RICKY THE CAT.

Note: Ricky the Cat denied my tagging.


Speedy Wheels.... You mean Squeaky Clean Wheels?

I have been saving some money that my Grandpa gave me last spring for something special, something I really wanted.

I decided last week that I would spend $135 of it to get my car detailed.


I don't think that human language can express how happy I am that Speedy Wheels is clean. Like, you could only understand if you could see me do a happy dance.

I'm so happy.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

World Vision: AIDS Experience

I went with my Rebound friends to visit the AIDS experience at Western's campus. It was intense.

You get this little iPod shuffle and headphones and then a narrator walks you through the life of a child whose life is impacted by AIDS. My kid's name was Emmanuel. He was adorable.

So his mom and his dad both died from AIDS during the experience, and his older brother (who was nine) had to take care of him. BECAUSE! Oh, this part made me mad. The boys had an aunt and after their mom died, they trekked over to their aunt's house.

Well, pardon my language but this aunt was kind of a bitch. She took all of their stuff (!) except two blankets, a knife, and a pot and sent them away, saying they had the "evil illness." I was seriously, seriously upset.

But the good news is that Fred made Emmanuel a little banana hut and then they survived.

It was an awesome experience.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Thanksgiving Dress-up Dinner Fun

Here are some pictures from the Bible Study Bitches (my Bible study) Thanksgiving dinner.

Carolyn was mashed potatoes.

I was a pilgrim.

Here are all my friends. I love them a lot. Especially I love pilgrim hats. Also, look at Rachel.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

I found it!

Rachel, I found what I'm getting you for Christmas. Finally, a noiseless alarm.

"Wake and Shake Alarm Clock wakes you but not your bedmate! The Wake & Shake Alarm Clock also known as the "Noiseless Alarm Clock" features a choice of loud tones, a flashing strobe and vibrating pad for under the pillow or mattress to shake you as a noiseless alarm when the alarm is activated."

Rachel's Alarm

Why am I awake so early during my week of sleeping in? Oh, a little thing called RACHEL'S RELENTLESS ALARM.

Rachel Rebekah Handysnacks, I am buying you an earbud alarm for your birthday. Or a vibrating pillow alarm.

Ideas for New, Noiseless Alarms for Rachel Handysnacks:
  1. Ear Bud Alarm
  2. Vibrating Pillow Alarm
  3. Bed that spills you onto the floor Alarm
  4. Strobe Light Alarm
  5. Get sprayed in the face with water Alarm
  6. I will train Ricky the Cat to run up and down her bed at the same time every morning

Well, those are my ideas.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Only 22 hours....

...until the next Biggest Loser episode is on.

I can't describe in words how much I love this show. Ron understands. Ron and I call each other after we watch it because we are so excited.

It inspires me, it makes me laugh, it makes me furious, it makes me joyful, it's the best thing ever.

For example, last week when the show started I felt EXCITED when it began because the opening song is awesome. Then I felt DISGUSTED when the mean Blue Team was happy that Phil had been sent home. Then I was SURPRISED that all the players who had been voted off came back! Then I was ANGRY that Icky Vicky made a mean comment about Phil. Then I was NERVOUS about the challege because Heba's husband was winning.... and then UPSET because he won! She show ended with me feeling VICTORIOUS because Amy voted off Icky Vicky's husband...yes!

So all in all, if you're not watching the Biggest Loser, YOU'RE a loser.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

The Bumpit

Lynn and I have never enjoyed "tall bangs." Or when it looks like there is a wave on the top of someone's head.

Tall hair. High fashion. Silliness.

Well, I was watching my new favorite tv station "The N" which is a whole station devoted to "teenage" shows (like Fresh Prince, Saved by the Bell). There was in infomercial on for the "Bumpit."

Something to intentionally make your hair tall.

I'm buying it for Lynn for Christmas.

You were thinking, "What should I get Nicole for Christmas?"

The great thing about me is that I like so many things. Here are some ideas for your Christmas list:

  1. Chocolate covered blueberries
  2. Ricky to have a normal tail
  3. All fun things

Friday, November 14, 2008

Possible Friends for Ricky the Cat

Noodle Cat:

Maru the Cat with an Addiction to Boxes:

Parking. Rage. The story.

So, I often feel rage when I come home to my apartment complex. Why? Because our parking is awful. Each apartment/townhouse only has one assigned spot and each apartment/townhouse tenant has 2 cars. (Well, most, I assume). There are like 6 extra spots, but they are always ALWAYS taken.

So I often have to park on the road outside our apartment complex, which is cold and windy and annoying. And it incites rage.
Well, I thought THAT was bad.

We got a notice last week that they were doing some "parking lot repairs" and that NO ONE in our apartments were going to be able to park in the parking lot AT ALL from Thursday until Sunday night. 4 DAYS. We ALL had to park on the road.

So I thought that would be pretty annoying, but at least I was prepared.


I came home last night at about 9pm, and then I tried to find a parking spot on the street. Something I obviously didn't realize is that 25,000 people and their cars must live in our apartment complex, because on all of 32nd street there was NOT ONE AVAILABLE SPOT. I could park anywhere along the road and it was absolutely 100% solidly lined with vehicles.

After driving up and down the entire mile of a road for 10 minutes, I finally found 1/2 a spot. Meaning one half was available, legit sidewalk parking and the other half was yellow-lined, no parking zone.

I had no choice! I had to allow half of Speedy Wheels to break the law. I had to chance the ticket.

Also, I had to walk about 7 blocks to get to my house. I had to walk past 4 apartment complexes. Not apartment buildings, complexes. It took like an hour. (or 8 minutes)
And 2 different cars with creepy men driving them honked and yelled at me as I was walking along the sidewalk.

All in all, a very enraging experience.

Thursday, November 13, 2008


Doing boot camp with Cristina has had some fairly AWESOME results, including but not limited to:

  • My waist went from 37.75 inches to 30 inches - a difference of almost 8 inches! In just my waist!

  • For my whole body, I lost 16.5 inches.


  • Sit-ups in 1 minute went from 22 to 40 - a difference of 18

  • Push-ups in 1 minute went from 13 to 43 - a difference of 30


  • I lost a total of 10.8 pounds!
I have now decided to abandon my current career aspirations in order to become a professional athlete. Just kidding.

But I could.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

List of the Day November 11th

What I Like About Hooded Sweatshirts
  1. They are warm

  2. They are cozy

  3. There is rarely a time in Washington State when you can't wear them

  4. You can have them printed with things you like on them, like "Readers Make Better Lovers" or "Ricky's Mom"

  5. Kelly Walden wore them as a daily uniform from 9th - 11th grade

  6. They keep out the cold

  7. When they are new, they are fluffy on the inside

  8. I look awesome when I wear them

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Kelly W. This message is for you.

I have a canker sore in my mouth.

Your stupid "5K for Herpes" did not solve my problem. It created it.

I have herpes. I blame you and your boyfriend.

** Also, I blame you for the horrifying experience I had when I looked up "herpes" on google image. I got a lot of images of congenital herpes and now I am mentally damaged.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

This is why you do nice things

So I stopped by Jack and the Box to get lunch because it's my day off my eating plan. And I thought to myself, "My friend Carolyn would like a Pumpkin milkshake. I think I will get her one as a surprise because I am so nice."

So I ordered her a Pumpkin milkshake along with my "fajita pita" and came to the window, where the frazzled woman said, "Did you order Eggnog or Pumpkin for your milkshake?" I said Pumpkin and then she said,

"Well, we made this one eggnog on accident. We're just going to throw it away, so would you like to have this eggnog one too because it's your favorite flavor in the entire world and you haven't even had eggnog in a whole year and you salivate when you see it at the store but never buy it?"**

**wording may have been adjusted and added to

So I got an eggnog milkshake with my lunch and it was the best thing ever.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Tuesday, November 4, 2008


Today, I drove Rachel to the post office to drop off her ballot. It was very Election Day-ey.

Then we stopped at Starbucks and got voting coffee for free. And we called it Obama Coffee.

And when we were driving home, the Yes We Can song was on the RADIO!!! I got a little misty. It was like we were in a movie about election day.


I dunno what to write about today

I wonder what my loyal readers want to hear about.

Here are some options:
  1. Commercials I have memorized
  2. Things I do in bed before I go to sleep (that are not sexual, sickos)
  3. My favorite gameshows
  4. Ricky the Cat
  5. Nicknames I have for people
  6. Songs I sing while in the shower

What do you want to read about?

Monday, November 3, 2008

Inopportune friendship time

Ricky the Cat believes that the toilet is a special chair that people sit on when they want to pet cats.

He has recently decided that whenever I pee, he needs to jump up onto my lap and meow. In my face.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Book Report: The Mouse and the Motorcycle

So I like to read young adult fiction before I go to bed. I used to read regular, grown-up books before bed but they gave me too many nightmares. So now I only read regular books during the day.

Nicole Raden
Book Report

Author: Beverly Cleary

Where I Got This Book: In a free box outside of the used book store. I saw it and I thought "I've never read this. That might be fun." So I picked it up.

Nicole's Rating: 3 out of 5 stars

Favorite thing about book: How the boy can talk to the mouse. I wish I could talk to animals.

Second favorite thing about the book: Beverly Cleary's writing style. Sometimes it's fun to read kids books because of the way the words flow together. It's like lemonade for your brain.

Worst thing about the book: The plot. It plugged along and then it was over. Someone on said "This is the most comical, action-pack story I have ever read." This person needs to get a brain check and also read more.

Worst thing about right now: There is a genital warts commercial on TV and it is disturbing my book report.

Character Analysis: Ralph the Mouse is the main character. If he were real and he lived in Bellingham, he would need to go to Ray of Hope Summer Camp. He is kind of a brat. And by "kind of" I mean, he's a major brat that I don't really like.

I think that Ralph may be lonely and suffer a little from ennui, or prolonged boredom. His mom-mouse is always fretting and doesn't supervise her son very well. So it's not totally his fault he's a brat, but he still bugged me.

Who would I recommend this book to? Maybe a Ray of Hope kid. Maybe my brother Kyle. Or Ryan. But I would recommend other books first. Like the one I'm writing, The Life and Times of a Real American Hero: Nicole Raden.


Today, Ricky was eating and I sneezed and he was so startled that he knocked his food all over the kitchen.

It was pretty funny.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008


Things that scare Nicole

  1. Scary movies
  2. Slightly scary movies
  3. Movies that aren't scary but have a scary part
  4. Needles
  5. Being far from an available hospital
  6. Acupuncture
  7. Political conversations with people who really know what they're talking about
  8. bar fights
  9. Squeaky plates
  10. The scabs on Ricky's tail. They are terrifyingly disgusting.

Things that scare Ricky the Cat

  1. Plastic bags crinkle crinkling
  2. Sudden noises
  3. Shaking things out (like laundry, bags, rugs)
  4. The outdoors
  5. Sneezes

Thursday, October 23, 2008

E Collar

Ricky the cat is still wearing an E Collar. He looks ridiculous. Here are some other ridiculous looking animals in E Collars:

The Unveiling

Rachel and I witnessed a historic event. The unveiling of the C. X. Larrabee bust in Fairhaven.

Who is C. X. Larrabee? one might ask. How did you happen across such an exciting event? Well, I shall tell you.

On Saturday, October 18th, Rachel and I decided to go to coffee at a new coffee shop, the Rustic. It is in downtown Fairhaven. As we entered, we noticed a peculiar lump on a concrete block that was shrouded by a red fleece blanket and a bungee cord.

Little did we know, that peculiar lump held the UNSEEN BUST OF C.X. LARRABEE!

We went inside the Rustic and read for awhile, until Rachel said to me, "Nicole, what does that sign say?" It was a hand drawn sign taped to the wall that said: "Wear your bowler hat! The great unveiling of the C. X. Larrabee bust will take place on Saturday, October 18th at 3:00pm."

It was 3:02pm. We looked outside and there they were, C. X. Larrabee fans. It was happening right now!

It was a lot like a Justin Timberlake concert, except instead of 2,500 people there were about 16. And instead of screaming fans that would sell their families to get to touch Justin Timberlake's napkin, there was a silent group of octogenarians that probably knew C. X. Larrabee personally. And some of them were wearing bowler hats.

And instead of music, there was an old man with a microphone giving an oral biography about Mr. Larrabee.
So that's what I did on Saturday. So far, my 24th year is blasting all my other years out of the water.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

R. R. H.

Rachel Rebekah Handysnacks speaks poetry while she gets ready.

In the Bathroom at the Library

Written in the Bellingham Public Library in the ladies' restroom on the walls of the third stall to the left:


A loves J

I love Antonio and Mark

I am pooping.


don't write things on the wall

I love you

F*** YOU


The world is waiting for you. Go for it.

All wise words.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Fever. I have a fever.

I am stricken.

My fever is 100.2. That is 1.4 degrees above normal.

I know that I am at death's door, but don't worry about me, blog readers. I am very strong now because of my boot camp. I will fight this virus and prevail.

For real. I want one of those.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

I feel icky.

I feel icky.

I don't know what to do with myself when I don't feel good. Especially when there is no one around to entertain me or to bring me snacks.

Where are you, Rachel Handysnacks?

I have work to do but I don't want to do it. I want to lay down. But I'm not tired. But I am tired of watching TV.

This is the worst blog post ever. Of all time. I will try again later.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

And Kelly in High School.

Kelly Walden, 1980

Kelly Walden, 1972

Kelly Walden, 1956

Lynn and Jodi in High School

Jodi Swobody, 1976

Lynn Baumgartner, 1966

My Yearbook Pictures

Nicole Raden, 1954

Nicole Raden, 1962

Nicole Raden, 1970

Nicole Raden, 1992

Nicole Raden, 1996