So I’m a 15-year-old stuck in a 30-something-year-old body. Sue me. I was introduced to the Twilight books when they first came out and could care less about them because they were about vampires. And I don’t do vampires. But my friend Heather insisted that I read the books and overlook the “vampire-ness” of it all because she knows I’m a SUCKER (ha!) for a good romance. Heather and I
Raise your hands if you are PUMPED for the new 007 flick that comes out next week? Maybe this will help… You are welcome. I had a debate with a friend this week in which we discussed the best Bond actor. It was a toss up. Before I tell you who the CLEAR winner is in my opinion, I decided to let you guys weigh in on the subject. Vote
For years, I thought dance was going to be my profession when I grew up. Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader, Mickey Mouse Club or Broadway–it didn’t matter–as long as I was dancing. Clearly, I’m not involved with any of those organizations and two ACL surgeries sort of put the kibosh on any serious dancing career paths. Therefore…I have to live vicariously through others. Like the kids on So You Think You Can
I know. You are all disappointed in me. I try to not to have any regret in my life life. I’m typically one hundred percent confident in the decisions I make and stand by them. But Thursday will be haunting me for a while. My friend Catherine had an extra ticket to New Kids. And I didn’t go. Because I’m an idiot. But also because I had a commitment. And
Well ladies and gentlemen…Western Days weekend has finally rolled around. I think a good old fashioned, “YEEEEE HAW” is in order. After speaking with my Dad on the phone last night, I’m wiggling around in my office chair like a school girl waiting for the 3:00 bell to ring. And it’s only 8:45 Friday morning. I’m just so excited! Here’s a rundown of what’s going to happen this weekend: Friday
