The Rape of the Blog

(Haha, gotta love the literary reference. English majors will love me :) )

Since I've started posting the links for people to read my blog, I've felt a bit violated. Now, I didn't say I didn't want people to read, but I'm still having a hard time adjusting. I just want everyone to know, if I say something about you or about something you believe in, you have to remember... you are reading my blog. As such, I am allowed to say what I feel, when I feel it, and in whatever context. Sometimes, I'll change my opinion about things. But I'm not going to delete a post unless it's a really bad one (in my eyes).

I'm home from a trip to my parents with my best friend. She drove us and we saw Gramma, Grandah-dee, Auntie Dek-i-tah (Jessica), Unca Josh, and cried about not being able to see Pepaw and Meme. The boys rode golf carts (which my dad builds) and ate crap-tons of sweets (thank you Gramma). My friend agreed to take me back the same night b/c I felt bad and wanted to sleep in my own bed. I got home, put the boys to bed, sneakily took off their clothes and spot washed 'em, washed myself, primped (like lotion and removing polish), and read an A+ book. I have no idea why I picked it up but it was interesting. I passed out on it at about 1am, I think.

Anyways, I have nothing really interesting to write about (as you can see). Hopefully I'll be back later with something a little more on the insightful side.

Until then....