I gave blood on Friday, and they said my iron count was "Awesome." It was so high that they, with my permission, hooked me up to a big machine with pumps and whirring sounds and a monitor and took a double-red-blood-cell donation. Then they gave me chocolate milk and cookies, and furnished me with an excuse not to do physical exercise for several days, and they gave me a sticker.
I also participated in the annual Popsicle stick bridge contest. Mine massed out at 95 grams and held a bit more than 200 pounds, which is cool because its much more than I predicted but kinda a bummer because it fell about 1.38 pounds per gram short of the winner.