Here's how it normally works: I get bored. Then I get the amazing idea (that I have had 50 times previously) that I should start a blog! To be completely honest, I am not a writer and have no idea what gives me the notion I could have a blog of any interest. I mean, in actuality my track record when it comes to blogs is pretty darn depressing. The most blog posts I have posted on a past blog is 5... a big whopping FIVE.
Why am I doing this then? I think I'm in denial. Or something. But hey, this time I am not setting any goals for myself. I'm just going to have this blog for any old random story or rant or what have you. No theme, no promised amounts of entries.
Dear me, good luck.
I keep trying out this blog thing because I think it would be fun to be able to read this stuff years from now. Also I think it can be a way to hold myself accountable for trying to get in shape, keeping track of some of my recipes, and controlling my ADD when it comes to projects. I can never seem to focus on one thing at a time.
If this goes anywhere, and anyone reads it, you will see how much of a walking contradiction I am (cue Green Day). For one, I have a great love for food. This includes making it and eating it. Especially baking. I love a good cupcake. This presents a problem though as I am also obsessed with the idea of being in great physical shape, which I am absolutely not. This being amongst other things I'm sure will pop up.
Now for a short and sweet on my day today:
I fell asleep and slept on the couch last night so my old decrepit 24 year old body had tough start to the day. It was a very long day at work, our internet barely works so not only is it hard to get work done, once it's done I can't even look at USA Today! Frustration. I also had lots on my mind today, things that are none of your business. Once I left work I went to Walmart which is never a fun experience, and when I got home I cleaned and did laundry and washed dishes. SO, as we can all tell today wasn't exactly ideal. Not devastating by any means so I can't really complain, but what I can do is make a s'more pizza to make myself feel better.
I ate one piece and threw away the rest. Yes I did. I have to keep a little dignity here. I enjoyed making it more than eating it anyway.
Now I'm listening to Emery's Pandora station (which is like a total flashback to my teenage years and I love it) and feeling pretty crazy starting yet another blog. We'll see how it goes.
Til next time, whenever that may be.
-amby
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