What I was doing...

20 years ago:
I was a little over 8 years old, and had just moved to Florida for the first time. We were living with my grandparents and waiting to move into our new house. I spent hours following my uncle Chris and Aunt Sara around, completely driving them crazy! Sara and I used to bake together and Chris would occasionally humor us and play Hide & Seek with us. I was a big brat and wouldn't take my turn being "It". So, I would say I was done playing when it was my turn. One day Chris got mad at me (he is only 2 years older than me) and pushed me and I hit my head on the bathroom wall. I think I told everyone that he bashed my head into the wall. At the time, I thought he meant to. Sorry for getting you in trouble, Chris! :) But do you remember this, "Twizzlers candy..." "Makes mouths happy!"

15 years ago:
I was thirteen years old and a smart-mouthed little snot. I can't believe that I survived my childhood. I would have beaten me senseless. I was in 8th grade at Fletcher Middle School and thought I was on top of the world. I had my very first boyfriend, an "older man" who was in high school. I was one of two girls in our middle school who had a high school boyfriend. I thought I was so cool and now I realize how dumb I was! I was WAY TOO YOUNG to have a boyfriend at all, especially an older boyfriend. But, I was such a prude. I never even kissed the poor guy. He put up with me for six months and never even got a kiss. Honestly, I don't regret that even a little bit! I was completely insecure and knew that I was a NERD. I had friends. But I was never invited to go anywhere or do anything by the cool kids. Which looking back, I am extremely grateful for. But at the time, it was hard because those were the kids I was friends with in elementary school, but they were too cool for me now.

10 years ago:
I was 18 and I was a freshman in college at BYU. That is when I met Thomas, my sweet hubby! At this point ten years ago, we weren't speaking to each other. We were just friends but one of my crazy roommates decided to call him and lecture him for not calling me more often. Thomas got mad and didn't call for quite a while. But that's okay, by this point I had moved on to another guy... I was a complete dork. I was living in a ghetto apartment with 4 CRAZY girls, trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life and I was completely homesick and hating everything to do with BYU and Utah. I wanted my mommy & daddy!

5 years ago:
I was 23 years old and married and desperately wanted to get pregnant. Thomas and I had just decided that we were going to start our family. I was working as a temp for a law firm as a runner, walking all over downtown Jacksonville by myself. Were Thomas and I complete idiots? We wouldn't drive down there without our doors locked, but I walked around the deserted streets without a second thought. I lost my first two pregnancies that year. It was a really hard year for us.

3 years ago:
I was a new mom with a six month old who I was totally and helplessly in love with. I would just sit and hold her for hours! Gee, I wonder why she is spoiled. I was just adjusting to staying at home and not having any adult interaction. Thomas was working selling cars. It was another difficult year for us, full of lots of adjustments, but it was a lot of fun, too. I also started digital scrapbooking this year! So, I got a new hobby/talent.

1 year ago:
I was getting ready to give birth to my second child, another girl. I was sick and tired all the time. It was about this time that Thomas and I decided that if we were ever going to move back to Utah, it should probably be soon.

Yesterday:
Uhhh. I can't remember. Probably the same thing as every other day... dishes, diapers, check the mail, clean the toilet...

Today:
Fed the kids, bathed & dressed the kids, blogged, scrapbooked, cleaned, organized a bit, WATCHED AINSLEY TAKE HER FIRST STEPS!

Tomorrow:
I am hoping to convince Thomas to go to IKEA with me to get some organizational stuff for the house. We got a gift certificate for Christmas and need to use it. AND we need to get Hannah's room and the family room organized. I am embarrassed to admit this, but our house is still in boxes!

Thanks, Sarah, for posting this on your blog! I didn't think I would have much to say, but I was wrong! :)