So, I have no idea what to blog about today. I keep getting these thoughts, and I think, oh, I should blog about that. But it’s just a sentence or so worth of thoughts. Not enough for a whole blog. But I tell ya, they’re real gems. So I’m just going to do a little bulleted list for ya. ‘Cause that’s how I roll.
- I’m struggling with Christmas presents this year. I don’t know what my issue is. Sunday, I went to the mall. And guess what I came home with. Go ahead, guess. A cranberry limeade.
- I just realized that the shorts I’m wearing right this second are more than 10 years old. They’re my gym shorts from high school. And they bring back terrible memories. Of hanging from the pull-up bar. Tripping over my own feet on the track. Being the catcher in softball and getting cracked in the shins with the ball. But they’re comfy. And I think it’s my act of defiance to sleep in them. Not sure how that works. Oh well.
- Speaking of high school, my 10-year reunion is coming up. Combined with the fact that my mom called me old the other day has left me contemplating my age. I know I’m not old. But as I quickly come up on 30, I can’t help but think about what I thought my life would look like at 30, and what it really looks like. Bittersweet.
- One of my old roommates is Biblegirl. That’s right. The Biblegirl. And I just discovered that her name is on Wikipedia. I’m friends with someone on Wikipedia. I’m like almost cool. Alright! (Plus, I totally wrote her bio. I am cool. Honest.)
- This weekend, I made cookie dough. Lots of cookie dough. 15+ dozen hunks of sugary sweetness now languish in my freezer. Mmmmm, I love Christmas cookies.
- If I could, I would sleep under my Christmas tree. But there’s not enough room. And if my apartment caught on fire, the firemen would probably wonder what I was doing sleeping under the tree. I don’t feel like answering to the firemen.
I think that’s it. I love randomness.
you are so funny, you are not old i am
You crack me up! And you’re not old! And I think we should submit our bios to Wikipedia. . . I’m not sure what for, but we definitely should be on there!
the last few times i’ve been doing laundry, i’m realizing my wardrobe is almost 10 years old. TEN YEARS! i mean, come on, like i thought when i was buying a golf shirt that i’d still be wearing it in 2007.
and i feel the same way about 30, where i am is not where i thought i’d be. i’m not really as upset about it as i thought, but i’m not jazzed about it either.
Try passing 30 almost 7 years ago. Today, Jonathan reminded me that I’m closer to 40 than 30. Thank you, son, for ruining my day!
*sigh* are we really that close to 30? Honestly, I still feel like a kid these days (even with 2 of my own). And yes, I own clothing that’s 10 years old, if not older…. I have some t-shirts that i wore in 9th grade… which would be, oh, um 13 years ago!?
Brandy - I clicked on your site from Krissy’ Thomas’ blog. I too blog - I am BEV from Augusta on her blogsite — enjoyed reading your entries — just wanted you to know that I do sleep under my Christmas tree.. I blogged about it just last night — glad there is someone out there who will not think me too crazy. Pop over to my site and read my entry - Sleeping ‘Neath the Tree. I assume you work with Krissy — tell her hey for me - merry Christmas! Bev