Remember that "promise"

You know...the one to blog more? Well...live with it.

How many of ya'll are on facebook? How come you have not befriended me? Don't be intimidated by the massive lists...I promise I'll even share my flair with you. And THAT is saying a lot.

All said, Alex, the dude I "talk" to like one a blue moon (aka, almost never), tagged me. Here's to a long blog post to share that tag:

1. I work with an AWESOME set of colleagues who put up with my randomness and still manage to be more than amazing at what they do. And since they do it for the Girl Scouts, that just makes them super special. Case in point, Maria.

2. I got married in July to the smartest, most brillant, sexiest, funnest, most adventurous guy I've ever known who is not (GASP!) on Facebook. However, the amazing photographer who captured that magical day is on facebook (hi Airika!) and so is his sister (hi KJ) and his sister's bestest friend in the world (Hey Lynn!).

3. I not so recently graduated from a fantastic graduate program at Seattle University. Aside from the educational aspects, I had taken to calling myself B. Henderson at that point only to find that there was another B. Henderson in my program. (Hey there Brittany). We look nothing alike and don't have much of the same background but rumor has it our applications were mixed up a bit. Lucky me, I got the henderso Seattle U email addy.

4. I think I just heard a gun shot in my backyard. This is not unusual.

5. I love to scrapbook like you wouldn't believe. Even better than scrapbooking are the other people you meet who do it. Folks like JJ (the amazing founder of www.scrapinstyletv.com), and Kayla(the cutest bit of photographic memory and funny stories of "underage" shopping at Victoria's Secret you will ever meet).

6. I am, indeed I should say, I WAS totally a band geek. All the way until my senior year of college when I just fell off the earth and became a total slacker. I mean, I was privileged to attend a real Ivy League school with a REAL Marching Band (not real by Alex's standards...we'll tag him later...but real by Ivy League standards). I got to hang out with the likes of Matthew (hey Matt!) when we were both Co-Alumni Something or another Chairs and I went home with Kyle (hey Kyle!) and his brood of women and remember falling totally in love with bagels and Kyle telling me that it figures that I got the white gumball out of the gumball machine cause I was totally going to end up with a white guy. This before I dated the starter husband and married the current paler shade of pale dude. And I had a really good time usually hanging out with Cathy - especially the time I slept in a room of like 19 girls on the floor of some Harvard dude's place (I think it was Harvard) and forgot my dang boots at his place all in the name of traveling with the band. Ahh...Big Red Clarinets. Those were the days. Okay...not really. But band was kinda (definitely) a good way to avoid doing any bio homework. Which would explain why I graduated Ivy and work for the Girl Scouts. I'm just saying is all.

7. Speaking of Cornell folks, it would NOT be a trip down memory lane if I didn't tag Charline who never writes back on Facebook or Linked In (she's a busy woman) but who better stop trying to ignore a sister before I post some "beautiful to me" pictures of her from back in the day. She was my suite mate at Ujamaa.

8. Oh and yes...that summer at Cornell after Freshman year when Alex came to save my sanity. I owe my college graduation to that dude. Otherwise, I would have gone home to El Paso and probably stayed there after trying my darndest to flunk out of my bio major. Alas...that summer was not my best Alex memory. See Alex and I go way back. There was this one night...in high school...no not high school marching band when the shoe wouldn't get up and march. I can't quite remember if this was before or after that but I do know that one night, my mom came into the living room at like 3 and the morning and demanded to know who I was talking to. It was Alex of course. To which she replied "Really? I mean you had band practice until like 9 tonight and you're going to see him again in like 2 hours...can't you just go to sleep?" Instead, we proceeded to watch the sunrise on the phone and I told him my cheerios story. I shudder just thinking about that.

9. These need to be way shorter. I talk a lot.

10. Back in high school, when Alex and I just couldn't let go but were totally poor college students, we went back to do this celebration, grad dinner for a handful of juniors (then seniors) who were really important to us. Sad thing? I can't remember the full on group of folks. But I am pretty certain (not positive, I'm getting old and could never remember anything in my younger days either) that Michelle and Tihara were both there. Perhaps Marida was there too...

11. At the very least Marida and Rachel had the distinct pleasure of freezing their butts off in Ithaca one fine October evening. I've got the pictures to prove that from my starter marriage.

12. I worked my butt off for the Obama campaign last year. And met lots of amazing people like Brita and Majid and Wyatt while doing so.

13. I don't go home to Texas nearly enough. But one of the best times of my life was helping Cindy to plan our 10 year reunion (yep, it has been that long--here's to 20!).

14. When I worked at Seattle University (law), I told Miranda all my secrets and I totally miss working with her even though she only lives a few block away from me and I should call her more often.

15. I always like hanging out with Nitin and Anjli because, aside from being good people, they have the cutest most adorable daughter who is probably my fave local little person right about now.

16. I want to move to the suburbs and get a little lap dog that I can walk with my hubby and his great dane.

17. I kind of sort of wish I still traveled a lot so that I could see and meet up with all the people I knew in real life, now only see online and really should have taken more time to see in person.

18. I love Seattle. Of all the places I've lived, this is hands down my fave place and I would have NEVER been that kid growing up who thought I would ever make it this far, on this side of the country, out of Texas.

19. Speaking of Texans...one of my fave memories of Texas people is Jennette C who actually lives in AZ now. One Christmas, Rachel drug myself and Jennette, Anti-Christ One and Two, to a Christmas pageant. She was trying to be a good Catholic. It was a rather long pageant and at one point, just when we thought it would be over, Act 427billion started. To which Jennette proclaimed (very loudly) "Oh JESUS!" in a very exasperated tone. I could NOT, STOP, LAUGHING.

20. Much like that time, my senior year in high school, when I played the part of the Stage Manager in Our Town. You know...the grave scene in the end. It really wasn't no where near that funny Rachel. But when that arbor was drug by that wedding dress and no one on stage could stop laughing, I think that did in our drama instructor. That was the best play ever.

21. Going WAY back. When I lived in the projects, Veronica and I would go door to door with my sister selling cupcakes for a quarter. I just baked some cookie monster cupcakes (best quote of the weekend...Me: "What are you whining about?" him "I really want a cookie monster, but I don't have any milk.") and I guarantee you I could get at least a buck each for them.

22. Napa Valley and Monterey are my fave places in the world. So long as we don't eat at Pebble Beach and we save enough funds to ship home.

23. My husband calls me death. Mostly because I'm ALWAYS deathly cold...no warmth to my extremeties. I tell him not to call me that in public because most people don't get it. But then you touch me and you get it. Doesn't help that I work in a office where we have to coordinate who gets to turn on which space heater first and we look forward to days when we're the only one in the office because that means we get to crank the heat.

24. I really, REALLY miss my grandmother.

25. I LOVE Wii...it is so good to be addicted to something not so totally bad for you. Of course I can't golf in real life (but I CAN bowl and have enough rhythm still to cut a rug every now and again), but it is fun to think that I can translate all those mad skills to the non-virtual world.