It's been a while since I've...

Puzzled.

I'm here at my parents computer and I thought I'd browse through the photos. I found this one which was taken when we went to Hawaii 2 years ago for Christmas. It was one of the best times we had ever had together as a family. Good memories. And I was somewhat skinny, so I remember it fondly.

Anyway, I really like to do puzzles, and my sister Brianne, who is also in the picture, likes to do them too. We were in Hawaii for 2 weeks, so we decided to puzzle. We picked a scene with the Golden Gate Bridge and a bunch of flowers. It was pretty hard. We spent every night on the thing and by the end of the first week we had almost finished it.

Meanwhile, my brother, Christian, would put a puzzle piece in his pocket everytime he walked by the puzzle table. I knew he was doing this. He wanted to be sure that he would be the one to put the last piece in. Forget the fact that he hadn't invested any time in the puzzle--not enough to warrant placing the last piece.

I can't really remember, but I think he put the last piece in anyway. Cheater.

Puzzles are like therapy for me. When you are puzzling, you don't think about anything else. You can't. You're too busy looking for the piece that has just the right angles and coloring to connect a large section you've been working on to the main part of the puzzle.

They really are a good time. Try one, you'll see. They're addicting. Ask Dan and Ryan about Noah, his ark,and a certain puzzle...

Ryan thinks it's strange that I like puzzles. Even more so that I use it as a verb. To puzzle. Puzzled. Puzzling. Puzzles.