Houston…we have a problem.

Published July 31, 2015 by Tritrigirl

For today’s question…Holy shit!  I just realized I skipped 4 questions!  So we have to make them up!

#17.  What is your most treasured memory?

I’m not sure if this is truly a treasured memory but it’s one that’s called to mind every fall when the weather here actually turns chilly (or Texas’s version of chilly).  I grew up in Boise, Idaho so the fall was real fall.  Leaves turning, chilly weather, getting dark early, etc.  So when that time of year comes around here I always remember coming home late after Basketball practice and seeing all the lights on in the house and the kitchen windows a little foggy because my stepmom was cooking up something in the crock pot and dinner was almost ready.  Which means in the fall I cook all sorts of stuff in the crock pot.  

At the same time though this memory makes me feel a little guilty because I don’t have that type of memory about my mom.  For a couple reasons – 1) You parked behind my mom’s house not in front because it was an older neighborhood with alleys behind the houses (Not one of the newer trendy ones that have started doing this).  2) She was a working mom and single for most of it.  My stepmom was a stay at home mom after my baby brother was born.  

Both women helped shaped me to be the woman I am today so I wouldn’t trade any of it.

In exciting news we watched Pixels last night, which I don’t care what other people think, it was fun and entertaining…I also would like to have a Q*bert trophy.  My driver side window finally rolled down after applying some spray silicone to the weather stripping (stuck due to the heat) and in less than 3 days I’ll be Couer d’Alene meeting my new nephew!

I actually went to the pool yesterday and sort of did a work out.  I swam about 800 meters and my should started to bug me.  I needed to swim 300 meters more, but said fuck it.

Hope everyone has a great weekend and see you next week!

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