Big head Fred meets Mom's scissors

This is Reese before and after I got ahold of him with my scissors! He was such a good boy today. We put on some Jack Johnson and I gave him a sucker and he even cooperated! I do like to cut his hair...he looks like such a little Bubba now.

Thank you for coming to the sock party!

Just a shout out to all of you who blessed my home with your loveliness last Friday for our annual sock party! There were new faces and not so new faces and I thought it was fantastic to see the men in the evening! We had 8 families over for 9 Papa Murphy pizzas! What a marathon of relational fun! A parade of friends from morning till...well, morning(hit the hay at 12:58 AM)! We even had a family stay the night and continued the feasting with breakfast and lunch together the following day!

Thanks to Rob for his music, Debbie, Sandy, Heather, Grandma Janice(wasn't she so cute?), and all the other women who helped with the set up and cleaning tasks. Like I told Sandy, don't show up on time to one of my parties if you don't plan on working! I am usually still putting all the pieces into place and you might get sucked in to helping! And weren't the children good? They played so well together and had on their best manners.

How blessed I am to be surrounded with such quality friends who love me and give me the grace to be myself amongst them! To those who were unable to come, I truly missed each one of you. I hope next year will be gentler, weather wise, and we can see more faces that we love! Did I succeed in getting you all into the proper holiday spirit? Have a great December, friends, and enjoy those slipper socks!

PS. I don't know who the funny man is making the toast, but he captured the spirit of my little thank you, so I uploaded him just for your blogging enjoyment.

The Waterbed from You-Know-Where...

If you have ever been tempted to try out a waterbed at a department store, please watch this first before you do!

First Candy Cane of the Season

My little man is enjoying his first candy cane of the season. A beautiful way to step into the Christmas way of things...A sweet, old fashioned start to an ancient celebration of Emanuel...God With Us.

Take care of yourselves during this busy time. Take moments out amongst the busyness to savor the flavors of the holiday. Don't allow the bills and the crazy schedule to rob from you these simple joys. Make a conscious effort to slow down a bit and have a cup of warm egg nog or a pumpkin spice latte. Kiss your babies, give your man a 30 second hug before he leaves for the day.

Smell the evergreens and touch all that glitters and shimmers and calls out the little child still hidden in your soul. Sit in the dark of your living room with only the lights of your tree glimmering. Write a special someone a personal note and stop to hold the door for the busy stranger behind you at the post office.

Hire a sitter and go shopping with your loved one, remembering to sit at a Starbucks and talk of the intimate endearments you hold for them. Be filled with the love of the Savior and spill that love forth onto all whom you meet. And for goodness sakes, eat a few candy canes along the way!

New Blog

Poor White Oprah has a new question/answer forum blog "Answer Me This". You can answer questions and share your opinions anonymously. I thought it would be a great way to share how we live our lives and how we make decisions from the ordinary to the sublime. I may have some questions on there that are adult in nature, being that I am an adult...

And We All Thought They Didn't Know The Recipe!

Baby Girl Woodward is on Her Way! Jolene and the family found out yesterday via ultra sound! Start buying pink!!! Congratulations!

The Big Yellow House

One of my favorite blogs on the web (that I have discovered so far) is The Big Yellow House. Chris, a mother of 7, who homeschools her children, writes incredibly humorous and beautiful posts. Almost daily. I am not sure where she lives, but she lives in a small town in a "Big Yellow House." Anyway, I highly recommend her site, you can find the link on my sidebar. Here is a poem she wrote about one of her children. I think you will be able to relate.

Jack Johnson Video

Jack Johnson is one of my favorite artists. Even if you have never heard his music, this video will trip you out. How did they do this???

http://www.jackjohnsonmusic.com/uploads/videos/sww.htm

Kindness

Kindness: the virtue of the man whose Neighbor's good is as dear to him as his own.

Five Characteristics of Kindness (by Steve Shertzinger)

1. Be Sensitive: "Do not be interested only in your own life, but be interested in the lives of others." Phil 2:4

2. Be Supportive: ..Healing words give us life.. Proverbs 15:4
The upright speak what is helpful. Proverbs:10:32

If God gave you a dollar for every kind word you said and took away a dollar for every unkind word you said, would you be rich or poor?

3. Be Sympathetic: Rejoice with those who rejoice, mourn with those who mourn. Romans 12:15

Strong people are not afraid to show emotion.

4. Be Straitforward: Wounds from a friend can be trusted, but an enemy multiplies kisses. Proverbs 27:6

Sometimes kindness means being truthful even though it hurts.

5. Be Spontaneous: Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people. Gal. 6:10

When it comes to kindness, good intentions don't count.

The number one enemy of kindness is busyness.

Rebecca's Living Dolly

Okay, I have always claimed that Becca does not like to play with dolls, that she is the doll. She loves to dress herself, accesorize herself, etc. Well, I think we have finally found the ultimate dolly for Becca. You cannot purchase this one in the stores. Costco does not carry it for a discounted price. It is the limited addition "Reesie Piecie" , or as Becca calls him "Susie". So, meet our Susie. Let's hope this is all fun and it doesn't carry into his post-puberty phase.

Hat Head

This is the poster child for the dreaded "hat head" we all fear...No hair products were used in the creation of this naturally occurring phenomenon.

Pushing Limits

Today, I felt like I was pushing limits. I pushed every limit I could. This limit pushing did not come as a desire, but out of necessity, or at least the perception of necessity. First of all, I had to get Riley to school by 9 AM. We arrived at 9:18. Then I helped a lady stuck on the side of the road, pushing the limit of kindness and risk. I chose wisely and it was a blessing on both ends.

Blake was supposed to leave for work at about 11:15 this morning, I arrived home at 10:58...Again, pushing the limits, but not exceeding. Felt good. Next, I am found pushing the limits of a friendship by asking Ruthie if she would be willing to pick Riley up from school for a play date with Ez. This would allow me to visit a friend who just had her first baby and bring her food. That limit, pushed upon a dear friend, proved not too frail, and all were happy.(especially the boys)

Now for more limits. Are you still with me? Warning, they might be limitless...Ha, ha...Okay, the next limit pushed was the limit of my sister's patience as she waited for me and 4 of my children to show up at Belle Square for a Build a Bear party. Aidan had pushed the limit of his fourth year of life into the fifth year today. Happy big 5, my little guy! I was hoping to get to BAB around 12:30, but alas...It was more like 12:49ish. Then I put a limit on myself...To make it to Sarah's in time with dinner, I would need to leave the mall by 3:30, 3:45 tops..Right? Well, another limit came and went as I pulled out of the stuffed concrete garage at 4:12. "Snap!" (My kids' swear word of choice.)

As we are piling into the van, I realize that I have pushed the limit of my gas tank to fumes...Have you ever tried to find a gas station in downtown Bellevue? They don't exist. I found one, finally, and we were on our way. Now, I must tell you, the limit I was most hoping to push, even break if possible, was the speed limit. But, it being after 4 pm, as soon as I hit certain spots on the marvelous, rightly underrated 405, not only was I unable to do such illegalities, but I was creeping along with all the other limit pushers.

Making it to Sarah's, after a brief stop at Panda's for the family feast (a great deal at $25, BTW), and a stop at Fred Meyers for Peach Oatmeal(nursing mother's request...Go figure), I was forced to push yet another limit....Well several all at once. Ok...I have to be in Marysville to LEAD my JV group in AWANA club at 6:30 while first driving to Lake Stevens to pick up Riley and Ez. It was now 5:40 and I haven't even held that baby yet...Or taken a picture....Better push it, better linger a bit longer. Give this new mother the gift of googling over her prize possession...Okay, now all the kids want to held said baby.

Well, I am sure by now you know what is coming...I left Sarah's at 6:04, got to Ruthie's at 6:32 and then to AWANAs at 7:09. The limit I am thankful that I did not push was the limit of my AWANA commander. I thought that I might be fired on the spot, but she was all smiles in her cute new hairdo and very forgiving.

And now that I have pushed all my avid reader's limits by the shear length of this post. I will sign off...I am, after all, at my limit. As an aside, I remember learning in Mr. Davina's Algebra class that a limit was + or - 3 (ex. the limit of 9 is 6 or 12)...I should never have learned this. I am always living life on the edge, expecting this mathematical field of grace to overshadow all that I do. I guess, in some respects, it has made me a little more flexible when it comes to other's who push my personal limits...If for only that reason, I will now thank God for this limit pushing thing and regard it as a blessing instead of a curse. Although I don't think it is kind on my blood pressure.

Grandpa Ivie, gone to Heaven at 87...

Sorry for my absence on the blog...We were in Klamath Falls, Oregon, to say goodbye to Blake's Grandpa Drexel Ivie. He was Jodie's father. Pictured above is 6 of his grandchildren as pallbearers and his son, Rick Ivie. It was a small service, with only family members attending, and we all let balloons go with messages to Grandpa. It was beautiful. Grandpa led a full life and was so loved by all. We will miss his smile, his sweet ways, and his generosity. Goodbye Grandpa...

Mailbox update!

Letters mailed: 12 (church baby shower)

Letters recieved:2 (Thank you, Auntie M and Kristina!)

The Giving Heart of a Child

I was so moved by Rebecca's heart of faith and generosity yesterday at church. She made this envelope, filled it with change, addressed it to it's proper recipient and asked me to put it in the offering....May I come to him with the heart of a child today! I bet it gave the person who counts the offering a smile! That's my girl!

Who are your heros?

After the last post, I was thinking about heros. I would love to hear from you all, who you admire from the past, or who may inspire you today. And we know that the Big Man and His Son rank at the top...But who else is there that amazes you and encourages you to live your best life? Have you come across anyone in recent reading or in the newspaper? Have your kids written a report about someone that you never knew was so worthwhile to study? I will read some of your comments and then share with you the heros in my life.

Can I be a great person?

I just love this photo I found of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. And his wife! (Thank you google images) I think we sometimes forget that the great men and women come from ordinary folks like us. Fathers, mothers, children....It only takes a heart to serve and a will that is ready to lay down it's own passions. Here is a quote from the good Dr.:
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Everybody can be great... Because anybody can serve. You don't have to have a college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.~Martin Luther King Jr.

Check this out!

http://www.unc.edu/~shoyle/BigBibles.wmv


This will crack you up!

Reese-Vadar

Never Underestimate the Power of the Cute Side.....(breathing sounds) huuhh, huuhhh, huuuhh, I am your baby!

Have we lost the thrill of cards in the mail forever? My campaign to get them back

Do you remember the thrill and the bliss of opening your mailbox and finding a card from a friend? A handwritten letter, a thank you note, a birthday card that did not have a URL? I do. In fact, I remember spending my hard earned cash on a box of books from Current magazine and distributing them freely and frequently to girlfriends and grandmothers, the sick and the celebratory. It was a small passion of mine. Now I email someone this cute emoticon or this witty photo and caption. I have loved ones signed up at birthday alarm so that I can email them a card that they have to link to...It saves on postage, and is usually free, but where is the romance, people???? I am starting a campaign within my own life to start sending out the snail mail again. I am going to do it...If I need to follow a 12 step program, I am going to do it!! Now if I can only find my address book...hmmm. Maybe they are all on file somewhere on my C drive.

My boy is using the potty

Can you say Hallelujah and Amen?

Could Halloween be a chance to Bless?

Last night, our family and the Vanhoff's went to the Madeleine Villa nursing home in Marysville. There, our darling crew of Roosters, Cows, Parrots, Princesses and mythical warriors greeted and cheered the elderly and the bedridden and the dementia-fied residents. This photo captures the magic of the exchanges, multiple generations being blessed by one another. Many of the residents "forgot" that they had already given the children treats, so the kids received a double portion for their efforts. We met a woman, Katherine, who was celebrating her 98th birthday. What a treat to see her, talk with her, and learn a little of her life. Reese was absolutely mesmerized by each one he saw. I am sure he identified with all of their "strollers". He would "Cock-a-doodle-doo-doo" and lay eggs for them on cue. They lit up when he came near, and he never once backed away from their touch. At one point in the night, Jenny asked me if I had been preparing him in training sessions before we came, training him in cuteness 101. I just smiled, knowing that God has given my little rooster such gifts. For me, it was all about touching as many of the sweet ladies as I could. I would crouch down low, smile at them and touch their hands or their arms. They all looked me in the eye and smiled, saying they were doing well. Touch is so important. I think we all touched them, in multiple ways, even as they did us last night. Yes, Halloween could be considered a holy day...Any day used to love the children of God is a holy day.

How much does Stress weigh?

HOW MUCH DOES STRESS WEIGH?

A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "How heavy is this glass of water?" Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g. The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance.
In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."That's the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won't be able to carry on."
"As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden."
"So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down. Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow. Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can. Relax, and pick them up later after you've rested. Life is short. Enjoy it!"

Guest Writer: Elicia Wendling

If Jesus covers us
Then why try so hard
To be anything other than human
Since even that is rough
And he said each day is enough
To worry about at a time

So, if we're forgiven in advance
And it all feels like such improv
The toes we step on in this dance
We can't really be responsible for?

But oh. Oh he calls us to more.
Not because he needs us to relieve his burden
Heh, you aren't THAT Rockstar
But because your brother's feet are weary too
And picking them up day after day can get boring
When you spend them looking at the earth

So, just try not to tread
Hold up your own head
And show them my mantra:
What one man can do;
Another can do.

I 'm a can do gal.
Not because I owe it
(hell, I'm not THAT rich)
But because I believe
I have a graceful neck
Afterall.


- For all of us long necked swans

Cock-A-Doodle-Doo-Doo!

Safety Tips For Smart Women

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do! 2. Learned this from a tourist guide in New Orleans. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you....chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION! 3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won't see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives. 4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON'T DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR, LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE.
a. If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, repeat: DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location. 5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:A.) Be aware: look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor, and in the back seat.B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.C.) Look at the car parked on the driver's side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out.IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.) 6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!) 7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably ! in a zig -zag pattern! 8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP. It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked "for help" into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
************* Here it is ******* 9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late and she thought it was weird. The police told her "Whatever you do, DO NOT open the door."The lady then said that it sounded like the baby had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, "We already have a unit on the way, whatever you do, DO NOT open the door." He told her that they think a serial killer has a baby's cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby. He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby's cries outside their doors when they're home alone at night.Please pass this on and DO NOT open the door for a crying baby ----This e-mail should probably be taken seriously because the Crying Baby theory was mentioned on America's Most Wanted this past Saturday when they profiled the serial killer in Louisiana.

Have you ever had PPD?

I have been reading some posts on blogs here and there and there seems to be a lot of talk about Post Partem Depression. Have any of you experienced this after the birth of a child or maybe even just the milder form they term the baby blues? I experienced this after RaeElise was born. It was like being in a hole that I was unable to lift myself out of. Actually, no one was able to lift me out. Prayer, singing, friends, the usual fixes for a bad day just didn't help...It finally let up when we moved into our home in Everett. A change of scene, I guess. A dream fulfilled? Who knows. I just know that the time was dark and no one could guide me out. I would love to hear some of your stories...I think it is good to talk (or write) about what we experience as women. I think we can help others cope by doing so.

Do I look proud or what?

My Dad took this photo of me and my two oldest...I think I am so proud of them! I look about to burst with love! It is almost too gushy to post! I have terrific kids, I really do. And these two keep me glowing with admiration and thankfulness.

Pumpkin Carving Fun

Just a few of the early finishers...(from left to right) Blake's, RaeElise's(mom helped), Reuben's, and Jodie's).


We willingly participated in the ancient American, druid, heathen ritual of trooping to the pumpkin patch (with Grandma and Grandpa Paine, no less) and carving out some fun squash! What a great day to spend with our family. It was a blast. And the fresh air and the muddy patch and the little boys and little girls scampering about the field...ahhhh...a day that made me shout, "Now this is living!"

Our new train table

I found this amazing table at Costco last night and I used some of my photography money to get it for Reese and the others...Blake, bless his heart, stayed up till 12:30 putting it together so it would be ready when they all woke up last night. Reese refused to eat breakfast this AM until he had played and played with "Thomas". I have been pricing these tables, mostly the Brio ones, and this was such a bargain!! So bring your little ones over and lets play trains!

Media Bias On the Iraq Constitution Vote

I sent this out to three of my favorite talk show hosts: Michael Medved, Bill O'Reilly and Rush. I just could not believe what I heard!! I know the main stream media is pretty biased, but I don't always see it so clearly.
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I am so glad new technology allows me to pause and rewind my television. I was watching the 11 o'clock news Sunday night on an NBC station and I had to stop it, rewind it, and write it down, because I could not believe how they chose to report the historical constitutional vote in Iraq. This is the transcript of what was reported:

"It appears Sunni Arabs fell short in their effort to de-rail Iraq's landmark constitution vote. There's no final nationwide tally yet. But preliminary counts from local officials show opponents failing to secure the necessary 2/3rds no-vote in any three of the country's 18 provinces."

What a negative take on such an extraordinary vote! It sounds like we are disappointed that this move towards freedom and democracy has occurred. Is the left so entrenched in Bush hatred that they are completely blind to what is good for our nation and our world? Shouldn't they be reporting that a historical step towards democracy occurred in Iraq, despite fears that the Sunni Arabs would block the ratification of the constitution? What is scarier to me than the spin is that so many will just absorb it as another negative occurrence in the "conflict" known as Iraq.

Julie Paine
Marysville, WA

Happy Birthday to my sister, Danna!

You, my dear, are a flower, a lovely blooming woman....you have shone beautifully through a tough year, and come out fragrant. Keep on shining, Danna!

Congratulations, Amber!

My cousin, Amber Schoolcraft, is graduating from High School this Spring. I had the privilege of taking her senior portraits last week. Way to go, Amber! You and Joey look so cute here.

My Boys

I was just sitting here, thinking about my sweet boys. Here they are, 4th of July candy hunt, close buddies, cute as can be! It is amazing to me that even though they are about 4 years apart in age, they can be so compatible, such good friends. Today, Reuben had a soccer practice, and Riley, even though he usually prefers to hang with me if I am going to leave the soccer field to run errands, decided that he wanted to stay and hang with Reuben. Well, Riley came running breathlessly over to me after practice, "Mom, mom, I got to play! I got to play assistant goalie with Reuben! The coach said if I come on practice days, I can be in that position for them each week! I even knocked some of the bigger kids balls out of the goal box!"

So sweet! And I must admit, that Reuben is such a good sport for letting Riley into his world so often. I think homeschooling has done wonders for their relationship. Riley is not only his brother, but a classmate and a peer. It is a gift to a mother's heart to see the love they share. Don't get me completely wrong, they do have their moments of conflict, but I am glad to say they are quite rare. I am excited to see how Reese is going to blend into the mix when he gets a bit older and more capable of keeping up. A cord of three is not easily broken. Anyway, I just thought I would post a bit of goop about my boys. They are simply the best!

PWO Guest Appearence: Jenny Vanhoff "Blogfest"

I would like to post an insightful blog written by my kindred spirit, Jenny Vanhoff. Her blog is on my right sidebar. It is worth visiting regularly.

Blogfest

by Jenny Vanhoff

Okay- I was thinking about this whole blog concept and it dawns on me that the idea of writing down a bunch of personal thoughts and sharing them with the entire world is a relatively new concept. Remember when good old fashioned diaries were popular. You know the kind with LOCKS on them! Somehow the very fact that they came with a lock seemed to indicate an elevated sense of intrigue and mystery. But today those days are long gone. No more mystery or locks on our journals. Now we post our thoughts in cyberspace for all to read if they feel so inclined. I find this fascinating and at the same time slightly disturbing! I guess it can be viewed as a part of the reality TV craze. You jump on the internet and start reading someones blog and the next thing you know you are part of their life in a small way. For instance I am currently reading about a couple that is in China right now picking up their sweet daughter Gwen. Karen and Scott are a very nice couple that are adopting their first baby as I type this. I have seen Karen in videos that she has posted on her blog and I feel like I know her. It is as if I could call her up and say hey there Karen how is Gwen and how did your kitty do while you were gone? BTW- I love the cute outfit you brought her home in and I just think your family is so cute. Now, the interesting thing is I have never met this woman. She could consider me a crazy stalker or something, but in my head we are great acquaintances! See the power of the internet. Amazing! The very fact that I am writing this for an audience and the very fact that you are reading it are also simply amazing. Gone are the days of jotting down a few words in a sacred book that is locked and then hidden to protect the deepest most intimate spaces of our souls from uninvited onlookers. We have arrived in the information age and it is here we bare our naked blogging souls proudly. But you still don't know what I write in my diary!

My sister is selling her home!

Hey, check this out! Amy and Scott are selling their home! http://www.windermere.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=listing.listingDetail&ListingID=6285540They have put so much time and care into their sweet little house. What an exciting time in their lives. If you happen to know of anyone looking in the Federal Way area, this is a great little starter home.

You all looked so beautiful!

Thank you to everyone who came over for the Cookie Lee Jewelery party today. It was great to see you all! Thanks, Jenny, for your friendship and for your generosity. For all those who missed it, I am still gathering orders until Thurs. evening. I need a few more orders to reach my party total goal! Help me out, girls!

What Kind of Human Are you test

Goody Two Shoes You scored 86% Do Gooder, 66% Drive, and 75% Intellect!

Aw, don't be hurt by that. You're a good person...very nice and helpful to others, always lending a hand. Always, always offering to lend a hand, even perhaps when it's not called for. Oh, and is that your raised hand in the air again? Why not let someone else answer next time? But seriously, there should probably be more people like you in the world. Super-smart, driven, and warm-hearted. There would be many less problems in the world if there were more like you, and you should be proud of that. Just don't forget a little 'me' time now and then, you deserve it. All human being categories are: Lazy SOB, Rebel w/out a Cause, Evil Mastermind, Henchman, Criminal, Dictator, Frat Boy, Socialite, Philosopher, Stunt Double, Upstanding Citizen, Teacher, Cheerleader, Sister Mary DoGood, Benefactor, Loyal Sidekick, Candy Striper, Goody Two-Shoes.

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 94% on Do Gooder You scored higher than 60% on Drive You scored higher than 72% on Intellect

Link: The What Type of Human Are You? Test written by weeredIII on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test