Me, My Blankets, Fiji and Doogie Howser

Welcome to my first blog of 2012. I wish I could tell you about how I hit a huge oil reserve and became a richillionare, or even about how I swam the English Channel. Instead, I bring to you: Why I Was Born and Destined to be 85.

I was in fact born 85. On the inside, that is. I have realized this as I look at my habits of the last semester and what I file under the category as “exciting.”

Exciting

- Spending Saturday nights from 9-11 pm watching back-to-back episodes of Too Cute: Kittens and Too Cute: Puppies
- Getting back to my room to take a bath
- My morning bagel
- A time when I will have a car. Not so that I can drive myself to parties or what have you. But because I want to go to WinCo and buy a snack, drive to the discount movie theater, watch a movie and then get an icee or a smoothie. All, ideally, alone
- Grocery shopping – again, solo, but group shopping is also thrilling
- Naptime
- Drinking eight glasses of water a day
- Passing on an invitation with friends so that I can stay in my pajamas and read or watch movies no one else is willing to watch with me (The Chipmunk Adventure, Thumbelina, Titan A.E, Little Nemo, etc)
- Watching movies no one else is willing to watch with me
- Spending an hour reading about unusual deaths on Wikipedia
- Wikipedia-ing
- Coloring in my Disney and Tangled coloring books
- Thinking about all the things I want to do in life, all the places I want to go and then going to sleep
- Googling pictures of Fiji
- Organizing the files on my computer
- Watching Boy Meets World and Doogie Howser: MD
- Drinking tea, reading and snuggled into my blankets all at once


Not exciting

- Getting dressed


If anything, I think this post should make it quite clear why I haven’t posted anything this year. Any of the above reasons should tell you why I believe I am, and am proud to be, 85.

Toodle Pip.