X? Not so much.

So unless I decided to mention something X-rated here, which I won't, because I'm not that kind of girl, this post has nothing to do with the letter X. However, today Darren pointed out to me that I missed the birthday of my favorite baseball player. I am shamefaced. So, here's to you Joe. Happy Birthday. I love you.

p.s Jill, I feel like this should count as X anyways. At least I mentioned it.

W

Love.

It's so elusive.

And let's be real. Dating sucks. Some of us can use all the help we can get.

For that reason (among others) I am grateful for

the Wingman.

To those who are willing to take one for the team so your buddy can live the dream...

Thank you.

Your selfless service makes the world a better place.

...and...

"W" runner up: wikipedia.

I've tried to avoid doing too many posts with multiple things, but I can't not give a shout out to the blessing that is wikipedia.org.

Yes, it is helpful for quickly briefing legal cases you will be called upon to discuss in class.

Yes, it is a perfect quick-reference when you're wondering if Amy Adams' hair is naturally red, or need help explaining to your roommates why Song of the South was never fully released on home video in the United States.

Yes. It is awesome.

Here's a sampling of recently read wikipedia articles:

-Sweet Valley Twins

-List of animals with fraudulent diplomas

-The Ides of March

-Snapple

-Grantor Retained Annuity Trusts

-The Wonder Years

I just have so much more to say about all of these things. But I won't. Not here, not now. Wikipedia just enriches my life.

And in other W news: my waterpolo team is in the championship tomorrow night. Just saying.

A pause from our regular programming

We haven't been giving birthday shouts out lately because I still haven't finished this whole ABC thing, and I'm afraid if I break away from it, I never will (and that would obviously be a terrible, terrible thing).

However, it just doesn't seem right to just pass right by my co-bloggers birthday without any mention of it.

Happy Birthday Janna!

I know it's not much, but here is what I would like to give to you.

(I figure it's perfect because you are also a bit of a baseball/softball all-star.)

Love ya!

V is for Victory

Nuff said.

U is for ... Underpants

Because this clip is the only thing that came to mind with the letter U. Where would we be without them*?

or if you need more context:

Also, Janna reminded me we should give a special "U" shout out to urbandictionary.com, which blessed us with the much-needed definition of cheet (um, just the first def).

And how many times in my life have I needed to call "no stalk," but didn't know it was a legit-thanks-to-urban-dictionary phrase? (I could have used it that one time I met my friend's husband, whom I felt like I already knew...)

*Them refers to both underpants and the cast of Boy Meets World, including half of one of my favorite sibling-actor pairs.

T is for Twizzling.

In case you were wondering, I'm still grateful for things.

Twizzle

\twi'z-'l\, noun:

1. a subtle touch that signifies more than friendship

2. may be manifested through a hand nuzzle, particularly to the elbow region, or a finger scratch, particularly to one's knee cap.

3. an action often involving a foam finger* and/or face-to-foam contact.

verb:

1. to administer a twizzle to another person

*(specifically, this foam finger)

But really it's one of those things you just know when you see/experience it (like skittling maybe).

I don't really know how to define it.

I just know I'm grateful for it.

let it Snow!

One of my least favorite things in the world (besides waiting in lines) is being cold.

However, I do love the snow. At least while it is falling in those big, fatty flakes I can catch on my tongue and when it is still fresh and good to play in.

Things snow is good for:

Snowmobiling.

up to Lightning Peak

Building snowmen.

Most recently, with the sisters. Building a snowman that looks like Dad's passport photo.

Skiing.

I ski these days. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm a skiier, but...ok, maybe I will. I'm a skiier. Just not a good one. That would be Janna.

I figured I've lived in Utah for 7 years now, I may as well learn how to ski. Especially while I can take the class through BYU. Being a student is awesome. Anyway, such a good decision. I'm starting to get a glimpse of why people want to become ski bums.

And I find myself wishing it wasn't so warm for February (what has happened to me?) and wishing it would snow a foot. Or two. Quebes, does your rain dance work for snow?

And of course,

Battle sledding.

Changed my life. And changed the shape of my leg for about a year. Don't worry. That bump is 99% gone now. Thank you Logan and Klompers for a memorable snow season 2008.