Wow...it's been forever!

Hello fellow bloggers!!! I am still alive!!! Haha, you ever notice that a couple weeks in blog time is an ETERNITY?? What to talk about? I haven't had much inspiration for blogging lately. I was hoping that I could turn out more and more "Top 10..." for different and increasing more ridiculous topics. Haha but to no avail. I need to find my muse, because as of right now, I have none.

I want to travel, I want to see the world. At the moment, I feel as if I missed my stop somewhere along this route. I want to paint, I want to make something (other than babies). I know that I'm in just in a momentary funk...but a funk nonetheless. I have blog envy, car envy, clothes envy and sometimes even TV envy. Haha. I have to say that I'm pretty happy with the fact that all of the things that I am envious of are material. I wouldn't trade anything that truly mattered to me for material...

I'm listening to Dexter Freebish "Leaving Town". I used to listen to this on my long drives from Falls Church (or Annandale), VA to Overland Park, KS. It's such a poppy little song and perfect for driving on a sunny day with the window down. I know that it's horrible on gas, but blaring the radio, wind in my hair, and sun beating down on my car was some of the greatest therapy that I ever partook in. Haha, I don't even know if that's a word, but it is today!! Oh man...Dexter Freebish is so 90's but I have to say that I totally dig the music!!

Oh the 90's...how you've seen me through some tough times. I won't lie...I LOVED the 90's (in hindsight, of course). I had some of the worse times in my life but really when I think back on the 90's as a whole, this awesome music montage accompanied by snap shots of memories starts to play. I see myself as this young girl making some of the greatest assists in my (shortlived) basketball career , laughing over nothing with friends that I still consider close even now, crying over a boy that never knew I existed (though today I would call him one of my best and greastest friends), watching cartoons...not many of the bad times come to mind and in fact even now, I'm finding myself strainging to remember one.  You know as I get older I'm learning that somethings...just aren't that serious.  Haha, who didn't love being emo when emo was cool? Haha, was it ever cool?