I haven't blogged in a while. Sue me. I told you I'd probably forget about it anyway.

I'll try not to do that again, but no promises.

With summer just around the corner, I'm going to be extremely busy.

In just 14 days, I'm going to Smith Mountain Lake with a few friends from a chat site. That is, assuming mom and my own gut allows me to go.

Then, on the 19th, we are headed to Cocoa Beach, Florida. The WHOLE family is going...excluding my parents. Mom has too much other things going on and dad, well, he just doesn't want to go. My sister says she's going to bail out but I swear, I'll hurt her if she does. I need her to go... I can't believe I just said that. As much as we fight, I still need her there with me. I really wish mom and dad would go to but like I said, mom can't...dad could, he just chooses not to. He says Florida is all the same and he'd miss the mountains too much. Maybe I'll feel that way too when I'm 60 but for now, I can't wait to get awayrom this place.

But do I really wanna spend a full week with these demon children?

Call me crazy, but I wouldn't have it any other way

Flooding March 13th 2010

My dad and I don't exactly have the

best relationship

anymore.

I want to do my own thing

and he wants me to

stay his little girl.

But looking at this picture makes me

realize

I will always be daddy's little girl

through thick and thin

whether I like it or not.

We fight.

We argue.

They barge in my room when I need my privacy the most.

But last night,

they looked beautiful.

And we got along.

It was their first "real dance".

Two more years and they will be entering

high school.

Oh. My. Gosh.

I feel so old.

And I love every minute of it.

It's weird

I have a million little blog-ishy things online. I have a tumblr, a facebook, a myspace (although I rarely check it), a twitter, and now a blogspot. I created this one just for an online journal. We'll see how that goes though, I'll probably forget its even on here, like I have with all the others. I'll try not to though. This isn't really an actual blog entry, it's more of an introductory entry. I promise I'm not that interesting, but I love reading others take on life and want to see what people think about mine.