So, I had a birthday recently. It fell on a Monday. I hate that. Birthdays should always be on a Friday or Saturday as a rule. I typically celebrate birthday week but it falling on a Monday just had me all out of sorts. Boyd finally caught a break with my high maintenance birthday week tradition. We were in Minneapolis this past weekend to clean out the backyard at the Stillwater house and to also catch up with friends. It was fabulous especially since I didn’t have to do any work in Stillwater - - just Boyd. He’s lucky like that. I went to a plethora (LOVE that word!) of garage sales. I got to see some friends I haven’t seen in awhile and ate a lot of fabulous food.
Because of said birthday . . .. . I am now the proud owner of an iphone. In other words: I am now the idiot who owns an iphone.**Side note: I have this weird issue of “giving in” to trends. I typically try and gauge the trend. How much do I like this trend? Does it seem like it will be sticking around? How expensive is it? Is it a hassle? Can it be justified? Will I look stupid (i.e. skinny jeans)? Why do I think I need said trend? Am I doing it strictly because of peer pressure? I was explaining this personal war that I wage on myself from time to time and Sister1 informed me that I was a titch crazy.**
To be honest, I gave in to the whole iphone thing because I want to use the Instagram app. I can now take pictures that make my life look cooler than it really is. Yes!! I tried to download it and it asked for my apple ID. I do not know my apple ID. This problem would be categorized under “Trend full of hassles”.
My new iphone is the one that you talk to. I’m already annoyed with it. It isn’t paying attention to me. AND I find myself obsessed with touching it and looking at it and talking to it. Fabulous. I am now one of those people who are always messing with their phone while you are trying to have a conversation with them. *And don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about* I have somehow managed to create another obstacle for me to test/prove my lack of will power.
Lovely. My self esteem is sky rocketing and plummeting at the same time.
In other news. I have not blogged in a really long time.
Why you ask?
I have no idea.
I just didn’t feel like it.
But I felt like it today, so I did.
Update: We put our Watertown house up for sale. We are hoping to move to the country. And eat a lot of peaches.
Another update: I am no longer doing Shoppe on the Corner. Instead, I am holed up in my garage painting furniture furiously to get ready for the FIRST EVER Lucky Day Sale which will be held in June. Prepare yourselves. It will be . . . . . awesome. I hope. I mean . . I can’t be certain but it should be pretty awesome.
I am feeling energetically inspired again. I’m geared up to work in the garden, clean my house, paint some furniture and dance in the rain. I MIGHT even start trying to be healthy. But I don’t want to get too crazy with my new positive energy. Plus, my mother-in-law baked me a heavenly chocolate cake and I still have 50% of it left sitting on my kitchen counter. I can’t be rude . . it was for my birthday after all. I really shouldn’t even share with Boyd because she made it for ME only. I’m thoughtful like that.
32 years old. I think 32 is going to be alright.
