Thinking back...

As my *clears throat* 30th birthday is rapidly approaching, I find myself often reflecting back on the memories of my life. The good and the bad. Then I find myself reminiscing on the more stupid things I have done. For some odd reason, I feel compelled to share those. Let's begin...

I bought a pack of cigarettes on my 18th birthday, Marlboro Reds to be exact and smoked two out of the pack, threw up and gave them away. You know, the more I think about this maybe this wasn't so dumb afterall. The flip side of this could be I know have a $5.00 a day habit - so maybe not so dumb, but I fail on the attempt. 

Or the time my bestie and I created a 'secret' handshake and how cool we thought we were when we would bust that out in public. *shakes head* And the time with the same best friend we rented a limo for one of her birthday's and went out for sushi. YUM! Then followed it up by going to our favorite night club. So we decided to top that raw fish that's brewing in our stomach's with well tequila. Let me tell you how AWESOME I felt the next day. :rollseyes:

Ahh, or the time when I was in 6th or 7th grade and a friend and I decided to gather up all the dog toys, get up on my roof and throw them down to the dogs. Why did we think this is funny? NO clue! We are 11-12 years old! But that's not the dumb part. I left the back door open so I could hear the phone ring - 'cause if my mom called me I BETTER answer that phone. So the phone rings, and to make sure I get there in time I jump off the roof to the ground below - snap my ankle and break it. Didn't even realize at that moment I had broken my ankle. When my mom asked how I did it - I told her that I hit it on the side of my waterbed. Really?! Could I not come up with something better?! Haha. Needless to say I told her SEVERAL years later. NOT very smart huh?! 

Or the time when I was very young, I decided to try my mom's Bartles and James wine coolers (I didn't realize they were alcohol - in fact I had NO idea what it was or what it could do) then placed the empty bottles in a purse and put them outside in the back yard after they made my stomach hurt and gave me a headache. What kind of kool-aid is this? I am a genius! Let's just say that she found them. Doh! Oh and I think I was about 10 when I did this. Nice!

Or that time I dated that loser....oh wait! Maybe I should be more specific! haha. 

Or the time I wore the really cute shoes and rear ended a guy because the cute shoes slipped off my break pedal and I rammed into the back of him. I really loved that Mustang - all for the cute shoes! I decided at that point if I was going to drive a car with a manual transmission and wear high heels or cute shoes, I was operating the vehicle bare foot. :) Solves that problem! Why didn't I think of that sooner?! *shrugs*

Whether it be dumb stunts the bestie and I pull, bad ex boyfriends, breaking bones, underage drinking or wrecking my mustangs despite everything that has happened to me good/bad/indifferent I really have been fortunate. While not everything has provided me with a funny, laughable memory I do enjoy the road that has been paved before me and am quite comfortable with where I ended up. 

So I guess I will just plow through this next birthday with no regrets, the love of family and friends, and the hope of more funny memories and maybe before I am 60 I will write my memoirs. Ha! I think it will be a chuckler!