So for the first time in a really long time I have actually felt like blogging. I used the excuse over the summer that the formatting is all screwy on my blog and I’m too lazy to try and figure out what’s wrong with it and I’ve been too busy to even think about blogging, but the truth is that I just haven’t felt like it. By the time I quit it had turned into a source of stress – I continued reading most everyone’s blogs, but only commented if it would’ve absolutely killed me if I didn’t.
BUT, ironically, the insanity that is my life lately is what is making me consider blogging again. You see nothing much has happened this summer except, EXCEPT, I got engaged! I know. It’s just too exciting.
The point is I am now working full time, going to school full time, and planning a wedding. Honestly, I’m not complaining, I’m super excited to get married – just ask Chuckles who is probably tired of hearing about just how excited I am…it’s just a lot to take on all at once.
But I was reminded this week when I realized that I wouldn’t have time to meet with any florists for another two months of a blog I came across when I first started blogging. I blogged about this when I first found it, but I don’t think anybody really read it so you’ll just have to deal with me recycling old material because it is much more relevant this time around. This other blog which I couldn’t even link to if I wanted to because I would never be able to find it again was all about how amazing this girl was and how we can all learn SO MUCH from her. She was also going to school in the evenings, working full time, planning a wedding, and AND exercising regularly (she was very very fit).
I am in a very similar situation as Miss Perfect because I have decided to run the Seattle Rock n Roll half marathon next summer so I am trying to run at least four days a week. So, anyway, this girl could do it all AND MORE. I mean she could probably do it all while juggling knives…that are on fire…or something equally difficult.
I, on the other hand, will be grateful if I walk down the aisle with a full head of hair. Really, when it comes right down to it, I think this girl was lying through her teeth about how easy it all was. Either, that, or she was only getting three hours of sleep a night, which is quite unhealthy, but would explain why she sounded so Cuh-razy.
I guess what I’m trying to say here is that girl has lost her marbles. Am I right or am I right?
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