In numbers…
One…beautiful house, beautiful cat, beautiful little town.
Two…kids that I love. Even if I don’t always like them.
Three…hotel nights this year. Embassy Suites is just the best ever. Two nights this summer, and one for the whole clan to end the year.
Four…members of our family (not counting the cat), and that’s the number we will be.
Five…classes that I taught this past semester. Note to self, five is TOO MANY. Four is just fine.
Six…number of presents from Santa. Three for each kid. This was the first year we implemented this, and it was AWESOME.
Seven…number of losses for the Steelers this season. It’s just inconceivable to me. It makes me sad.
Eight…my favorite number. It hasn’t changed in all my life, since I first picked it as my favorite.
Nine…number of OPI nail colors that I currently own. I should cut back on colors. I only actually wear three of them.
Ten…number of years Harold is completing teaching and coaching at Central…and finally this summer a new building will be built. It might just be a miracle.
Eleven…number of years of wedded bliss.
Happy New Year!!
Great, now I have The Twelve Days of Christmas stuck in my head.
FIVE GOOOOOOLD RINGS!!!!
Heh heh….
So long to the decade of the zips. On to the teens!
Twelve…the number of movies I saw in any given week while unemployed in 2009.
(I LOVE this post! Awesome idea!)
I love it. I found saying “oh nine” to be kind of a pain.