I Grew Up...

...In the coolest place. You guys, I was always sort of down on the whole small town gig. Seriously. Because when I was young, I felt like it was too much of a little pond/big fish sort of place. You must understand that when someone is "cool" or "popular" or "rad" in a small town like this, well, then they are not just a big-ish type of fish. No, when you are awesome in a small town, you are larger than life. You are the Blue Marlin of fishes. You might as well have celeb status.

So that sort of makes everyone else just feel like guppies.

And then when you go to a big place with, oh, lots and lots of people, then suddenly you realize that we are all just probably guppies and then that tres cool dude in high school isn't as tres cool anymore. People are just people and folks are just folks and there is ever so much anonymity. Which is sort of how I like my life. Anonymous.

But I can't hate on my little home town too much anymore because there are some cool people that I know that hail from this place, and so I did sort of get lucky growing up here. I suppose I mention this because I just spent the day with two good friends. First I went to get my hair done, and my friend Adrienne did my hair and she is freaking hilarious. (And yes...freaking...more "shiz" that Mormons say). We laughed and laughed. Oh my goodness, we laughed. I feel really lucky to be her friend after all these years.

Then I headed up to the Salt Lake for some good times with Melanie. Melanie and I went to church together. She graduated one year after me, and boy oh boy is that girl cool. We talked for hours. I think we were hanging out for more than four. And guess what? We haven't seen each other for probably close to ten years. So that tells you something right there when you can hang out with someone for that long even after all those years have gone by.

So I guess I'm just really over who's a big fish and who's not. I really just like that even if I was a guppy, I had some pretty great guppy friends to go along with me!