20 years go, I had a solo in the kids’ choir, and everyone commented on how large the microphone looked in my hand.
19 years ago, I started gymnastics at the local rec center.
18 years ago, there were only seven students in my class at school.
17 years ago, I went to summer camp for the first time.
16 years ago, I made it to the state spelling bee with the word, “accidentally.” There, I misspelled “plethora,” a word I had never encountered, and the girl after me got (and misspelled!) easy-peasy “apparatus.”
15 years ago, when an improv group came to our school, I suggested that they do a skit about racism, two separate times. A teacher had a talk with me afterward to make sure no one was teasing me. No one was. I just wanted to see how they would have done it.
14 years ago, I won the state gymnastics championship for Level 8 in my age group. My performance that day was the best I had ever had up to that point and would ever have in the future.
13 years ago, I was stabbed with a sharpened pencil by a kid in the hallway who held it, point upward, as he accidentally ran into me in the crowded school hallway. My mother was not pleased. I still have a greenish-black mark on my chest.
12 years ago, I finally traded in my leggings for jeans.
11 years ago, I was the prop girl for our school’s production of You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown.
10 years ago, I got contacts.
9 years ago, my friends threw me a birthday party where they thought it would be a good idea to basket-toss me in the driveway. No one was hurt, thankfully.
8 years ago, I became a colorguard captain and went to band leadership camp, where I learned a routine to Ricky Martin’s “The Cup of Life” in a dusty football field.
7 years ago, I skipped my after-graduation party to hang out with my sister, who was only around for the one night.
6 years ago, JG and I e-mailed each other constantly from our boring internships. The record was 80 messages in one day.
5 years ago, I scored the perfect-sized single dorm room by applying to be a freshman mentor.
4 years ago, I visited Fallingwater with a group of civil engineering students.
3 years ago, I was three days away from getting married.
2 years ago, I started a blog.
1 year ago, I acquired my own domain.
And that was my 400th post. Crazy.
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Happy 400th post!
My husband has a greenish-black mark on his hand from a pencil wound!
Congrats on the 400. I like your first post too. I’m always clicking on people’s first post, to see how it all started. Your question idea is one of the best and most original I have come across.
p.s. Have you ever answered those questions in another post, because I think that would be interesting too.
I answered the questions last year for my first blogiversary!
Happy 2 years!
WOOT for another former gymnast! (I remember winning my Level 8 states, too! Ah, good memories…)
Wow! Happy 400 posts!
I didn’t know you were a fellow marching band geek!
Happy 400th post!!!! You go!
Yay, happy 400th! This memories post is a good idea - perhaps a STEALABLE idea :
Yay! Happy 400! And I must give a shout-out to a fellow band-camp survivor. Ah the memories of being on the rifle line. :o)
xox
Happy blogiversary/400th post!
Happy 400!
What, may I ask, is basket tossing? Is it exactly what it sounds like?
A basket toss is a cheerleading stunt that none of us knew how to do, so it’s a wonder that I didn’t go smashing into the paved driveway.
Happy 2-year blogiversary, 400th post, and 3-days-early anniversary!
400 posts! Congrats!!! I’m glad you’re still around, two years later!
happy many things, especially blogiversary!
Holy crap. It’s been 14 years since you won states? To be honest…I didn’t remember that you won Level 8 states. Some sister I am. I mostly remember going to NY and NH (separate trips) and at one of those meets, some girl used a song from “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty” for her floor routine and we both knew it and had a moment. Because we were theater nerds. *sigh* Happy blogging!
Ah yes, ultimate - a single dormroom…..How awesome is it to have all that space…..one of the only perks of being an R.A.
Happy Anniversary, by the way - hope it is fantastic!
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