I can probably die now.

So my chief dream has been fulfilled. I went to Bear World.

It was the best thing. Seriously. I love bears. I think AJ was a little frightened with how much I love bears. Which is understandable. Or at least it would be if you had been there with me.

Imagine me jumping up and down in my seat, pointing, and screaming "Bear! It's a bear! I love him!" (Um, duh, not surprising, this is Bear World) every time we saw a bear.

Which was a lot. Again, not surprising considering the place is called "Bear World."

Anyway. Bears are hilarious. Especially bears that sit like people.




Also, bear jokes never get old. For example: I can bear-ly see that bear. That bear cub is bear-y cute. And so on.

(Baby Seal becomes Baby Bear, the hilarity never ends.)

On that note it was bear-y hot. Sweltering really. No air conditioning and the windows were supposed to stay up. "Supposed to" being the key phrase. Every time the park rangers were out of sight AJ would frantically say "Crack your window, crack your window!" Still hot. The bears were totally worth it though.

Oh, and I fawned over a fawn. And AJ is afraid of chickens...bahaha.

It was so great. I almost couldn't bear to leave.

What she's doing now

My boots came. Early. Excitement abounds. This prima donna is ready for another rodeo.

In explanation: The Brown Couch

The Brown Couch is magical. It makes sick people well. Sitting on it is a dream. The Brown Couch is a miracle. Everyone wants it.

My mother inherited the Brown Couch when she wed my Father. Or at sometime after. Point being that if she had not married it would not belong to her.

Thus, it has become a competition between my siblings and me. The first of us to marry inherits the Brown Couch.

This is taken very seriously. Okay, so maybe only very to me. And maybe it is only speculation/wishful thinking that my mother will actually relinquish her rights to the Brown Couch upon my marriage. But I do hope.

So vote. (For me, preferably).

You look like money.

I got an electric blanket for Christmas. It is an absolute dream. I can't fathom how I slept without it. My life is basically complete. You know, except for Bear World and such.

Also, Traci gave me these headbands. I love them so much that it hurts. And I know that love is for people and not for things, but that is very difficult to remember when I look at these.

Kimberlyn gave me a ballerina barbie for Christmas. Which is pretty great. Especially after we had this conversation, two days before Christmas:

Kimberlyn: I got you a Christmas present.

Me: You did?

Kimberlyn: Yes, it's a princess barbie. No wait, it's a ballet barbie. Don't tell.

Me: The only person that you aren't supposed to tell is me.

Kimberlyn: Oh...I won't tell you again.

So I got her "Beach Party Ken" for her birthday. She is currently trying to guess what it is. I'll never tell.

And I bought these shoes as a birthday present to myself. Which is tomorrow. My birthday, that is.

I keep my pack together.

I played Parcheesi for the first time last night. I was the tigers.

And I got doubled pounced by Tanner. Two of my tigers sent crying home in on fell swoop.

Also I had a hard time remembering the rolling doubles rules. But Robbie and Tanner were kind enough to remind me. After I had already moved my tigers.

Oh, and the little green guys are yaks. Not wildebeests. Because wildebeests do not live in India.

I always hear about Parcheesi and people playing it. Naturally I was very curious. I didn't even know it was the classic game of India.

So last night was like a fulfilling of a life long dream.