So I've been starting to think lately about exactly why I've started a blog and also why everytime I've had a "diary/webpage/live journal/any form of writing on a regular basis device" I've never been able to keep up with it. I remember being so excited in Eighth Grade after I read "The Diary of Anne Frank". I immediately went out and bought my own diary so that I could begin my own documentation of my existence. I even gave it the same name as Anne's "Kitty."*
I think it lasted for about a week of regular updates, then about once every two to three weeks, then I updated about once every six months and finally....well I have no idea where it even ended up. Probably in a pile of my old school papers in a box in my mom and dad's basement. Ooops...sorry about STILL never going through those boxes.... I mean....it's not like I've been married for 3 1/2 years and own my own house with plenty of space for storing old diaries.
ANYWAY...back to my earlier story, journals just don't seem to work. So I'm gonna try to just say...there are no committments with this. We'll see if this goes the way of my earlier attempts.
P.S. I would just like to state that Skittles are scarily sugary. After eating a "fun-size" bag about 5 minutes ago, I feel like I should be doing jumping jacks and getting ready to race Michael Phelps.
* Honestly....how unimaginative was I? couldn't I have thought of a name for MY OWN diary!!??