BrookeClay

Hi.

This blog and I have been through a lot together: graduate school, first jobs, second jobs, cross-country moves, third jobs, fourth jobs, funerals, an engagement, a marriage ... and a divorce. 

We've learned a lot, grown even more and we're still adventuring. 

Let's adventure together.

"I've always wanted to be a flat"

As Dallyn and I were sitting in the ricketing plane, climbing roughly 2 miles into the air, a lot of random comments came out of our mouths. Man - those haybales look tiny

Dallyn, if we don't make it out of this - I love you.

Hey.. mister, uh.. what was your name? I won't hurt my ankle when landing, right? We've got tailgating to do today.

You've jumped out of a plane 6,000 times? The only thing I've done 6,000 times is....

And, the most important mini conversation of all: What happens to our shoes?

Dallyn, if we don't make it out of this - I love you.

Hey.. mister, uh.. what was your name? I won't hurt my ankle when landing, right? We've got tailgating to do today.

You've jumped out of a plane 6,000 times? The only thing I've done 6,000 times is....

Man, they're going to have a huge garage sale if we don't make it.

I hope they keep my shoes in their boxes.

So naturally, when Traci aka @osuboiler (twitter) tweets this to me as my feet are planted firmly on the ground. I laugh - loudly. I may have snorted.

Enjoy :-)

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The State Fair Consumed my life.

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