...since my competitive skating days are long gone, I start thinking about what I could possibly medal in now. The competitor may retire but never dies.
Laundry folding. I mean, I'm not going to say that I time myself sometimes. But sometimes I do.
Number of times I have sung, "Everything is Awesome," after last night's Lego movie viewing. More than anyone in the WORLD, I'm pretty sure.
Adult Amazon purchases. The Nosefrida would have completely grossed 24 year-old me out. 34 year-old me can't wait. If you doubt me, read the reviews. If you don't have children, please don't click on that link. But I guarantee, five or ten years from now when you too have children, you will come a-hunting on my blog for the link to the incredible snot sucker.
Kitchen mess. Am I the only one whose kitchen always looks like this when they try a new recipe?
Twizzling texts between Ken and I. (And by the way, Twizzling is a new term in figure skating and one I think, every time I hear it, "Are they really saying that? Yes. They are really saying that.")