I have not blogged in awhile because I don't feel like I have much to say AND my camera is having issues. 1. issue- dropped it in LA so pics are fuzzy. 2. issue- out in my car and don't want to go and get it.
SO tonight I emailed my friend this email and I thought, A BLOG. So here is the email that I sent.
Here are today's confessions.
I HATE short stories. I think they are just starting to get good and then.....nothing. It is over and I like being more involved in their lives.
We made cookies for Family Home Evening. No, volleyball and hot chocolate. Just cookies. We sang, I Am A Child of God and made cookies. No religion discussed at all.
I check www.people.com everyday.
I think I don't like Anthropology. I think the plates, the jewelry and the books are all pretty cool but I think people like to shop there so they look second hand, but are really wearing SUPER expensive old lady shirts.
I still have a bowl of RAW dyed Easter Eggs sitting on my table.
I am thinking of throwing out a pair of underwear of Crewe's that have poop on them. He said, "Yep, it was really slid-ey". What was slidey? The poop before he made it to the toilet? Which he did- made it to the toilet.
Sometimes I say, I have to go upstairs because I have to go to the bathroom and really I want to just leave the kitchen so I won't have to help with the dishes.
I almost died of happiness when my sister-in-law asked me today if I wanted to watch the hills. Then during the episode she was able to talk about past episodes. AND she made no judgement when I told her that Monday night I dreamed that I made out with Brody Jenner*
*this one was not included in the email. Another confession that is not for a blog that my parents read.