Man I wish I could have blogged for the past 5 months...so much has happened! I wish I had 10 free minutes in any given day to just, ya know, breathe and think and that kind of thing. Even that would be nice. I AM SO BUSY ALL THE TIME. I hate that. I miss updating my life, even though y'all see it on facebook anyway (except my random viewers from Russia, Europe, the Middle East and else where...you guys have probably ditched me by now, whoever the heck you are.) But you don't know the nitty gritty and fun! So hopefully in the near future, I will update on the following: the engagement story, wedding details, adventures, being robbed (crazy story...sneak peak: some thug defiled my poor little car in broad daylight in a busy street, made off with $48 in Panera gift cards and the keys to my car...but left the car), achievements, disappointments, school, life, etc. etc.
In the mean time, here's a short story. Chase really likes Taylor Swift's music. I like it too. Neither of us really care about her as a person...living 30 minutes from where she grew up, I've heard it all. I don't exactly love her, but her songs speak to me and/or they're fun to sing along to. Chase thinks she dates people just to make money, but he likes singing along as well (especially making up his own lyrics) and he likes her hair. =) Annnyways, clearly we don't hate her, because we listen to her all the time and we're not ashamed. I'm also not annoyed, nor do I feel weird, that the middle schoolers I work with enjoy jamming to her music as much as I do. I'm just glad they're not listening to Little (wait...Lil?...don't care!) Wayne or Pitbull, or basically any music that screams "SEX SEX STRIPPERS WOMEN ARE OBJECTS SEX MONEY NAKED WOMEN DRUGS SEX STRIPPERS...SEX". You get the picture.
One day, my 10-year-old nephew Tyler was over at our house, running around and playing Wii and singing "WE-EEEE ARE NEVER EVER EVER, GETTING BACK TOGETHER, WEEE-EEEE". And I was kind of taken aback by it (and totally cracking up too cuz it was so cute). But THEN my dad, whose age I will not give, surprised and shocked me times 10 by saying "Tyler, do you know who sings that song? She wears red lipstick.....she has long blonde hair!" What?! Dad. Who are you? How d..you did not just say that...how...how did you know that? And then I laughed even harder. I love my family.
Without further ado, here are my top 3 favorite Taylor songs:
#3: Mine
#2: Red
#1: Ours
P.S. "Ours" is also my favorite vid. =)
