Number Eight: Taste Snowflakes

They were the perfect snowflakes for tasting - big and fluffy and soft and falling graciously from the skies, and shrouded by the dark winter night.  We walked to grab some food on Friday night and stuck out our tongues as we went.  We looked ridiculously goofy as we dodged here and there trying to catch the perfect snowflake right on our tongues.  We tripped a little, from looking up.  We laughed a lot.

Very successful challenge.

Number Seven: Send a Care Package

She asked for a poster so I sent it.  (Along with some candy, tattoos, balloons, and a little eraser.)  I placed everything in an envelope that had already been used once (yay reusing!), covered it with pretty ads from some old magazines, and put it in the mail.

I just got a phone call today from her telling me how happy she was to receive a little love :)  It's fantastic how much of an impact the little things we can do have on others.

Number Six: Get on the next bus and get off at a random stop

It was a surprisingly warm day in February when I had some spare time in the afternoon.  I wanted to take advantage of one of the rare days when I didn't think my ears and nose were seconds away from falling off of my face from the bitter cold.  So I decided that this little challenge would be perfect.

Two friends, who usually bicker with one another, came along with me.  We jumped on the next bus, and got off a stop we had never been to before.  We walked around, pranced around, and enjoyed the squishy mud beneath our shoes (and under my bare feet).  And, impressively, they both got along the entire time.  Eventually we got on another bus and made our way back to campus for dinner.

The problem with this particular trip was that we didn't get lost at all.  The bus we got on didn't have a very far-reaching route, so it was impossible to lose our way.  This was very unfortunate.  The good part was that it made us leave behind our computers and comforts of our little bedrooms.  I like being outisde :)

Number Five: Jump on the Bed

"Snowpocalypse" they called it, this massive winter storm that was supposed to affect about half the contiguous US a few days ago.  Schools closed down, meetings got cancelled, roads were blocked off, travel was warned, the whole deal.  We sat waiting in the study room, hoping for our own classes to get called off.  We waited and waited and waited, studying the whole time (just in case!).

I had three classes the next day - Latin at 8:00, Walking for Fitness at 9:00, and Sex & Gender in Society at 10:00.  I would have to set my alarm for 7:15, wake up by 7:30, and be ready to powerwalk for an hour. Ugh.  I was not looking forward to it.

Finally, at around 11:30, we got the news - CLASS WAS CANCELLED BEFORE NOON!!!

We shrieked and hollered and stopped studying immediately.  "No classes tomorrowwww!!!!" we called out to everyone who hadn't heard the news yet.  We hopped around, skipped around, pranced around, and ... (grand finale)... JUMPED ON THE COUCH TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!

Yay.

I spent the next day watching movies and relaxing in my bed :)