I Must Admit

So this was a good idea, this blogging daily thing. I mean, I am pretty proud of myself for sticking with it for almost an entire year so far. In about a month, I will be done with that year...and so I confess that I am not sad about it.

Mostly because I am not sad that I won't have to come up with blog topics every day. I'm pretty tired of that, truth be told. It's hard, really, to come up with new things to say, especially when you feel like you don't have anything super cool and exciting to tell everyone. Like...hey, I have a boyfriend or hey...I have a job! Those two things would be my favorite things to blog about, if those two things ever happen in my life again. I'm starting to wonder, is what I'm doing. But you have probably heard more about that than you ever would want to hear, so I shall stop there.

Here are a few other things I'll admit to, since I seem to be in a confessing mood lately.

1. I was in a beauty pageant. And I don't know what my grown-up self thinks of my twenty-year-old self doing such things. Such nonsensical things. I mean, it took a lot of guts, you guys, and don't let anyone tell you any different. I'm probably not really the pageant type of girl as it is, you know. But there you have it. I was in a beauty pageant.

2. I really hate the sound of mouths smacking. This probably sounds very funny and perhaps vulgar. But what I mean is, I hate it when I hear people smacking food or gum. Or that smacking sound some people make when they sleep. Have you ever heard someone smack in their sleep? OMG...it really grosses me out. I really don't know why, but it makes me crazy to hear those sorts of noises. Even kissing noises, well, they sort of gross me out, too. But I don't notice it when I'm kissing...hmmm. I guess that's a good thing.

3. I'm vain about my hair. I mean really and truly vain about it. I'm not vain about anything else. Well, I'm just not as vain about anything else like I am about my hair. Now if you saw me on a day where I was just lounging around the house or at the gym, you may think I was lying. But that is only because I feel that home/gym time doesn't count. But man, I really spend a lot of effort/money/time on my hair.

4. I tried to write a screen play for Anne of Green Gables once. But then in the middle of it, those wonderful Anne movies came to PBS, and while I was a little miffed at someone stealing my thunder, well, they were the best movies ever committed to film, so how could I be sad?

5. I've been driving a Lincoln Town Car these days. Wouldn't you know, it is the smoothest, most comfortable ride pretty much in the history of cars? So my grandpa loaned it to my mom and I while my dad is away with the truck...and we won't drive his other truck because it's this beastly Dodge is what it is. I mean beastly. Anyway, so my most adorable Grandpa A (and I can say without reservation that Grandpa A is the cutest old man alive or in the history of old men, really) let us borrow his car. And I admit that at moments I feel like I'd fit right in if I were back in Newark. Back in the Jersey. But alas, I'm driving around in Spanish Fork in a Lincoln Town Car. Well, beggars can't be choosers, and that Grandpa A is pretty nice to let us borrow it.