I spend a lot of time with boys these days... mostly ones that are 3 months old and 3 years old... sometimes one that's a lot older than that. But no matter what age they are, they are still just silly boys.
I hate eyebrow tweezers. Especially when you really need one that actually does what it's designed to do, but instead have two that don’t.
I'm a big BYU basketball fan this year. It's fun actually rooting for a team that meets your expectations. Except for that New Mexico incident, it's rather fun to see Jimmer and squad win against tough teams.
I find worry my writing skills are slowly diminishing. Can't seem to think of anything writing about, nor do I want to take the effort to make this worth reading. I find this a sad trend in my life... a lake of motivation to do more than is simply sufficient, or try to become anything much more than ordinary-- which should probably be concerning to me, but I can't seem to muster up the desire to stretch out of my comfort zone/lazy routine. Maybe tomorrow I'll be up for some soul searching. Right now I'm just going to bed.




