Oh hey

Well hello there. Fancy meeting you here. Fancy meeting me here, actually. I've been MIA from blogging the last week (again), and it's been bugging me! I have stuff that I want to write about and share, but then I will be really busy with work, or will want to play with my nephews, or whatever.. And then before I know it, another day is gone, and I haven't blogged about anything and the thought of sitting at my computer for even a minute longer than I absolutely have to makes me want to kick things, so I skip it altogether. Shame on me.

BUT there are things. Fun things. Big things happening in my neck of the woods. Things you should probably know about.

...like Baby Rett's first birthday party. Holy cannolis that kid is just cute as a button. I mean seriously. How can you not just swoon over this face?


And some more pictures...because Rett is the cutest, and we made him a plane cake, and it was adorable.

And ZJ was adorable, and mastered the somersault on the grass, but I can't figure out how to get my video to transfer from my stupid phone to my stupid computer and I got sick of it so I am giving up on that one, sorry guys.

...like the fact that I started taking Zumba classes regularly at The Z Spot. The first time I went, I was really nervous, because I thought it was going to be completely exhausting, and that I'd be really sore. And I mean, it was exhausting, and I was a bit sore afterwards, but it was hands down the most fun I've ever had in a workout. I didn't even realize that the hour had gone by when we were done. Which is completely unusual for me, you know, since I tend to hate doing cardio of any kind. I'm sure I looked like a complete doofus doing it. I also had an epic fall in the class on Tuesday. If you watch this video, imagine me falling down at about 1:03. Yeah, it was not embarrassing at all. Apparently, the simple art of walking is something I have yet to master.

But seriously y'all...Zumba is amazing and fun and an awesome workout and I pretty much just love everything about it. And anybody who lives in Vegas NEEDS to check out The Z Spot like, immediately, if not sooner. (Go ahead and #backthatazzup while you're watching. It's one of my faves).

...like the time when i saw Angelique from "Rock of Love" at Vons and talked to her and everything. I knew she looked familiar but I didn't figure out who she was until after I walked away, but once I did, I thought it was hilarious. My very first "celebrity" sighting. It was a big day, people. I mean, who wouldn't be excited about running into this woman at the grocery store?! (sarcasm font)

...like the fact that the Super Bowl is happening this weekend! I guess technically, that's not a "big thing" that has already happened, but I'm excited about it, nonetheless. I am pseudo-planning a Super Bowl party with my sister. I say "pseudo" because a.) I haven't really done any planning yet, aside from just saying I want to have one, and b.) neither one of us has invited anyone yet. So it may just end up being me and my sisters and Zack and the boys. And I'd be more than okay with that too. I'm a bit torn about who I will be rooting for.. I mean, I've always kind of liked the Broncos, and I really like Peyton Manning, so there's that, but the Seahawks have like, the BEST uniforms ever. Serious conundrum here, people. Also, I like the word conundrum. On the bright side, if I can't decide, I can just saw screw it and play the drinking game that Miss Sarah posted. (Side note: If you have no idea what is going on in football but want to at least try to sound like you know some stuff, check out this post.)

...like the fact that Powerberries are back at Trader Joe's. I don't care who you are, those things are delicious. Do yourself a favor and go get some post haste. Indulge your senses in all that deliciousness and then just try to tell me that the world doesn't revolve around tiny bits of berry fruit snack wrapped in dark chocolate. Seriously, try it. Bet you can't do it. My darling sister bought me two (TWO!) bags the other day, which is how you know she loves me.

...like the fact that I have been noticing lately that I have gotten a few more followers, and there are some new faces around here! I am loving that, and wanted to take a quick second to introduce myself to everybody who is new! Here's everything you need to know about me in ten seconds or less:

I'm 29 years old, I live in Las Vegas, I'm a middle child, I am self-employed as a virtual assistant/small business administrative consultant (shameless plug - if anyone needs any assistance in that arena, please give me a shout! I'd love to help you!) so I work from home which is awesome, I am very happily taken by a wonderful man, I love cooking and baking, and driving with the windows down is basically my favorite thing. I love reading and hot chocolate from Starbucks (the peppermint and raspberry flavors are my favorite), and one of my all-time favorite things to do on a slow afternoon is go to a movie by myself. Oh, and I love to floss.

So there you have it, folks! I'd love to get to know all of you better, as well, so please feel free to shoot me an email at any time, or drop me a line on the Twit-o-sphere.

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Book Review: Fear Nothing

I use Grammarly's English Language Checker because having bad grammar is like trying to drive with four flat tires - you won't get very far, and it will make people look at you funny.

Goodreads.com review:

My name is Dr. Adeline Glen. Due to a genetic condition, I can’t feel pain. I never have. I never will.

The last thing Boston Detective D.D. Warren remembers is walking the crime scene after dark. Then, a creaking floorboard, a low voice crooning in her ear… She is later told she managed to discharge her weapon three times. All she knows is that she is seriously injured, unable to move her left arm, unable to return to work.

My sister is Shana Day, a notorious murderer who first killed at fourteen. Incarcerated for thirty years, she has now murdered more people while in prison than she did as a free woman.

Six weeks later, a second woman is discovered murdered in her own bed, her room containing the same calling cards from the first: a bottle of champagne and a single red rose. The only person who may have seen the killer: Detective D.D. Warren, who still can’t lift her child, load her gun, or recall a single detail from the night that may have cost her everything.

Our father was Harry Day, an infamous serial killer who buried young women beneath the floor of our home. He has been dead for forty years. Except the Rose Killer knows things about my father he shouldn’t. My sister claims she can help catch him. I think just because I can’t feel pain, doesn’t mean my family can’t hurt me.

D.D. may not be back on the job, but she is back on the hunt. Because the Rose Killer isn’t just targeting lone women; he is targeting D.D. And D.D. knows there is only one way to take him down:

Fear nothing.

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I have made no secret on this blog of the fact that I really love Lisa Gardner books. After I had finished reading all of the other books she has written, and realized there was another one due to be published this month, I was so excited that I pre-ordered it for my Kindle in like, September. 

After reading it, I honestly have some mixed feelings. Gardner's stories are always amazing, with strong plot lines and great character development (especially if you read a series from the beginning), but for the first time ever, I was able to spot the villain in this story the very first time they were introduced. Usually, her stories are convoluted and twisting enough that while I have my suspicions, I'm never quite sure until the end, and I have been quite wrong a number of times. So that part was kind of disappointing. 

A very interesting twist to this story is the fact that the doctor, Adeline Glen, who can't feel pain, is actually a pain management specialist. I thought Gardner did an excellent job of crafting a very believable character in Adeline, and that she discussed Adeline's struggles with her condition very well. I even learned some things about congenital insensitivity to pain, which was really interesting. (Fact: Did you know that most people born with an inability to feel pain don't even make it to their 3rd birthday, because they have no idea when they have infections, or fevers, or are bleeding, etc. and often they will die of heatstroke? See? Interesting.) 

I also really liked the plot line where the killer began targeting D.D. Warren, the detective. D.D. has always been someone who was really tough, who wasn't scared of anything, who never let a crime scene or a case get to her....but in this book, you are able to see a more sensitive side of her, a side that she doesn't often show. I really enjoyed getting to know D.D. a little better in that way. 

Apart from the fact that I figured out the killer right away, there were a few times when the writing style seemed a little strange, and wasn't quite as crisp as what I'm used to seeing from Gardner. Overall, though, I would give the book 4.5 out of 5 stars, and would absolutely recommend it, along with every other book Gardner has written. 





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Prioritizing relationships

I got into an interesting conversation with a friend of mine today. My friend, we'll call her Avery, told me that over the last year, I have basically "disappeared". That I have made it seem like I don't really care to have her around any more, and that my behavior had hurt her. 

I felt terrible. Because I love this friend of my mine, and all of my friends, and would never want to hurt them. So I apologized, and told them that even though I may have seemed like I wasn't around, it didn't mean that I didn't still love them, or want them in my life. I was honest and explained that over the last year, with all the changes that have gone on in my life, I have found it incredibly difficult to balance all of my relationships, whether platonic, familial, or romantic. 

But then I got to thinking.. I'm 29 years old. I have a boyfriend, who I love very, very much. I have a large family. I have a work schedule that at the moment, is incredibly busy and demanding. And two weeks ago, I moved 2,000 miles and two time zones away from the majority of my friends. Am I still supposed to be expected to devote the same energy to all of my relationships as I have in the past, when I was single, and lived in the same area, or at least the same time zone?

I will be the first to admit that I am not the world's best long-distance communicator. I hate talking on the phone, I am terrible at remembering to send emails (even though I always have really good intentions), I hardly ever send snail mail of any kind, and even though I used to be really good at responding to text messages right away, these days, I'm usually doing something else when they come in, and then I get busy and forget, and then end up responding like 2 days later. 

When Boyfriend and I were living together in the same place, I made a point to spend as little time as possible texting/emailing/etc. when we were together, because I wanted our time together to be OUR time together. Not time that we just spent together in the same room, but off in our own little worlds. Now that we are temporarily long-distance again, we have to make a strong effort to still stay in communication. (Side note: that's really, really hard, and I basically hate it. We talked before the move about how we were going to make sure our relationship didn't suffer because of the distance, and I think we have done a great job of staying in touch, of making sure the other knows that they're being thought of, etc., but it's still really tough to go from seeing someone every single day and being able to talk to them basically whenever you want to only talking on the phone for an hour or two each day, and only seeing each other's faces over Skype. But I digress.) The point is, that out of everyone, if I'm pressed for time (which I pretty much always am), his calls are the ones I'm going to answer. 

As time passes and people grow older, they become ensconced in their own lives. They change jobs, they move, they get married, have babies, change churches, whatever. My life is radically different than it was even two years ago.. A lot has changed - things have been added, shifted, removed entirely. I don't have the same amount of time or energy that I used to have to devote to platonic friendships. I just don't. Does that make me a bad person, or a bad friend? 

Does the fact that I prioritize my relationship, a relationship that I plan to legally make permanent in the future, over friendships make me a bad person, or a bad friend? I didn't think so, but maybe I'm wrong. Is the fact that I have hurt people, however unintentionally it was, indicative of a problem that I have, or is it something on their end? Or is it just sort of the nature of the beast, as it were....the whole time-passing-and-people-moving-on-with-their-own-lives thing? 

I try to be someone who understands that relationships tend to ebb and flow, particularly when there is a lot of distance between the parties. Sure, I've gotten my feelings hurt over the years by people ignoring me, or seeming to just disappear. But if it's someone that I truly love and want to have in my life, I have worked hard to overcome those feelings of hurt, and just understand that at the end of the day, I'm not everyone's number one priority, and that's not something I should take personally. Likewise, I guess maybe I have just started to assume that my friends think the same way that I do...that even if we go for weeks or months without talking, it doesn't mean that I don't love them, or want them in my life. 

How do you balance that? How do I make sure that my relationship with Boyfriend gets everything it needs, and that my friendships get everything they need, and that I am giving my familial relationships what they need? Does these relationships ALL require daily contact? 

I don't know how to answer these questions. I can't make everyone happy, I know that. But even knowing that, I don't want to hurt people, either. Is something like that just sometimes inevitable? 

What do you think? Do you have any advice for me on how to balance all of these things? 


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Confessional Friday

It's Friday, so that means that *thankfully* I can just piggyback off of Leslie's awesome link up idea, and confess stuff, rather than try to organize my still more-than-is-normal befuddled brain into enough order to write something worthwhile. 

And without further ado, let's get to confessing!

I confess // that I just moved clear across the country last week, from Minnesota to Nevada. Back to Las Vegas, actually. 

I confess // that although I am LOOOOVING the sunshine and mountains and beautiful weather and being close to my sisters and nephews again, I miss Boyfriend so much, it hurts. 

I confess // that sometimes in life, I feel like I am a complete and total mess. But I saw this quote somewhere the other day (and I'm so sorry, I can't remember where - maybe Twitter??) that someone had heard from their therapist - "You are not a mess. You are a feeling person in a messy world." I immediately wrote that down and stuck it up somewhere I can see it all the time, to remind myself that even when I feel like I'm going stark raving crazy, having feelings, even confusing ones, is normal. 

I confess // that there is a distinct possibility I am going to bake stuff this weekend. Because I love it, and it helps me clear my head.

I confess // that I am feeling really gross and huge lately, and NEED to get my act together and get back into working out and eating better. Ha...I say "get back into it" as if I ever had a regular work out schedule. Basically, I need to GET INTO IT in general. So I'll work on that. Miss Liz has a bunch of delicious looking clean-eating recipes on her blog that I am interested to try, so maybe I will use one of those for my new recipe in January! 

I confess // that I love America, but I am distinctly not a fan of our current president. I honestly cannot think of one single thing he has done in his entire presidential career that has been any kind of helpful for the country, and it makes me nervous and a little queasy, if we're being honest. And don't even get me started on all this stupid insurance stuff.. Socialized medicine is NOT the way to go, and things are only going to get worse from here, thanks to his stupid plan. I can feel my blood pressure rising just thinking about it. 

I confess // I have been feeling somewhat convicted (although I think that might be too strong a word) lately about how much stuff I have. I really want to try and organize and de-clutter my life a little bit, and get rid of things that I never use. I have always been one of those "oh, well I might use it someday, so I may as well keep it even though I haven't used it in 2 years because if I do end up needing it but I've gotten rid of it then I'm going to have to buy a new one and who wants to do that when I have a perfectly good one right here?" kind of people, and it's really just led to me having more stuff than any person needs, and it's obnoxious. So I need to work on it. 

I confess // that I have a lot of business ideas in my head, but no money to make them happen. If anyone happens to have a couple hundred thousand bucks laying around and wants to send them my way, I wouldn't hate it. 

I confess // that I'm going to back my azz up with Miss Whitty-Pants with a song that has been on repeat in my house for a few days....because sometimes, you just need a reminder that you're awesome, even if you don't feel it. 

I confess // that I am going out on the town tonight, and I am oh-so-excited!! One of my old girlfriends from Minnesota who moved to Vegas last year while I was out here and I are getting together for pizza and drinks at the Cosmopolitan (one of my favorite places on the Strip), and then going to a comedy show at Bally's.  And I am totally freaking excited. 

So on that note, I'm out. Have a fabulous weekend, people!!

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Well. I don't know what to put here.

So it's been a while again. Gosh, I am the worst at having regularly scheduled programming. Honestly.

And I would like to write stuff right now, I really would. I have like a million thoughts and reactions and stuff swirling around upstairs.. But, in typical Jordan fashion, I just don't know how to do it yet. I don't know how to start. I don't know how to describe what's going on. Basically, I don't know how to process it all yet.

Everything's a mess, and yet, at the same time, everything is falling into place. I've gone through some pretty significant life changes in the last week. Drastic, life-altering, really dramatic life changes. And I think they're all good changes, and in the long run will turn out to be even better than I ever even imagined, but they're still changes. And they're still stressful. And scary terrifying.

{source} slash 85% of my entire past year has been life-changing. Yikes. 

I can't predict the future, and I hate that. I really need to get better at curbing my anxiety and channeling it into something productive. Like working out or something. Something other than eating.

Which, side note: I'm going to my first ever Zumba class with my sister tonight. Pretty sure we'll be singing this:

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Just kidding, I think I'm probably going to die. Because I'm really out of shape. And fat. But mostly just out of shape. So the moral of that story is that basically, if I don't come back tomorrow, well...it's been nice knowin' ya.

So anyway, that's pretty much all I've got for you right now. One of these days, I hope to be settled in my life enough to post something good, or at the very least, interesting. Although, this post has a Mr. Rogers gif, which I think is basically the best thing ever, and definitely serves to make this post count as good, despite the absolute drivel that I've written. 

Peace out, girl scout. 

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Things I say every day as an adult

Full disclosure: I got this awesome idea from the one and only Miss Kaylee. I am not cool enough to come up with stuff like this on my own. 

I've always been a talker. As basically anyone who knows me well could tell you, I tend to process things best when I talk them out. Over the years, my inner monologue, and thus what I end up saying, has evolved considerably, and I often catch myself saying things that I never thought I would say. 

A few examples...

I don't care if it's only 7:30pm, I'm tired, and I want to go to bed. 

Um, no thanks, I don't really want to go out to dinner tonight. 

Good grief, I have to shower again? I JUST DID IT YESTERDAY. 

Well, I don't have my planner in front of me right now, so I honestly have no idea if I'm free at that time. 

Mornings are my least favorite thing. (Just kidding, that's not new, that's been around forever. Haha.)

Flossing is seriously like, my favorite thing. 

Good grief, can't people write songs about anything other than sex anymore? 

I wish my dad was here. (That's not a new thing either, if we're being honest. But it is something I say every day.)

No, I really don't want any candy. 

Except those Three Musketeers bars in the cupboard aren't going to eat themselves. 

I should definitely work out today. 

I definitely didn't work out today. I'm such a failure. 

Ugh, I hate grocery shopping. Can't we pay somebody to do that for us?? 

Are you kidding me? No, I'm not paying that much for that. Absolutely not. 

*sigh* I wish I had more money. 

Good grief, I have absolutely no sense of style whatsoever. I am such an embarrassment to myself every time I leave the house. 

I love technology, but seriously, it's really kind of a pain in the ass. 

WHY DO HIGH HEELS HAVE TO BE A THING??? 

Ugh, I'm so old. All my bones hurt. 

It's going to rain today. I can feel it in my bones. (Side note: I'm right on that front about 95% of the time.)

Well, if I already ate dinner, then that means my day is basically over, so I can go fall asleep now, right?

What do you say every day as an adult that you didn't really see coming?? 

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Confessional Friday

It's been a while since I've done a Confessional post. Not because I didn't have stuff to confess, (because let's face it, I always have stuff to confess), but because this little lady took some time off to have a BABY, of all adorable things (seriously, little Miss Caroline is ridiculously cute), so the link up didn't exist. But now it's back, and I'm excited. So here we go.

I confess // that sometimes in life, things just don't work out the way you planned. And that's okay.

I confess // that I have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with photo booth strips. I will drag Boyfriend into a booth any chance I get, and even though he acts like I'm asking him to like, cut off his left leg or something (he's so dramatic), sometimes I catch him looking at the photo strips and smiling, so I think he secretly loves it.

I confess // it really doesn't feel like a Friday to me. I have no complaints about having a short work week, but the fact that the days off were smack dab in the middle of the week is throwing me off big time.

I confess // I literally do not know where I would be in life if not for my amazing father and his calming spirit. My whole family is pretty great, don't get me wrong, but there is just something about my dad that makes him exactly what I need when I am feeling stressed. I am so incredibly blessed that God saw fit to give me that man as my father.

I confess // I tried to watch "The Italian Job" before I went to sleep last night and I made it through oh, maybe four minutes before I passed clean out. Whoops.

I confess // I am reading my very first John Grisham novel ever - Sycamore Row. Funny story, actually - I bought that book for Boyfriend for Christmas, and was super excited about it, because I knew he would like it, plus it would mean that I could read it too. Win-win. Then, we get around to present opening time, and what happens? Boyfriend bought the book for me, too. We had a good laugh, and then exchanged one of them for Dan Brown's Inferno. So right now he is reading that, and then we'll switch when we're done. Yay for good books and common interests.

I confess // that I was really bummed when the stupid stupid stupid stupid Packers beat out my Bears for a playoff berth. Like, seriously bummed. The Packers are basically the worst team ever (sorry Shannon...just kidding, no I'm not), so the fact that they got to go to the playoffs while my Bears are sitting over in Chicago being bored is just not cool at all. But like Sarah says, my life span probably just got extended a bit, so there is that.

I confess // that I have hated tea for basically all of my life, but then the last few weeks while I've been sick I've been drinking a blackberry and pomegranate flavored green tea, and that's actually surprisingly tolerable.

I confess // I had actually never heard this song before New Year's Eve, but it's basically been on repeat ever since then because I love it.

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A Liebster!

How fun is this?! Sean and Amanda over at His and Her Hobbies nominated me for a Liebster Award, and I am so flattered! 

Here's how this works: You get nominated by a blogger (in order to be eligible, you have to have fewer than 200 followers). Then you get to share 11 random facts about yourself, and answer 11 questions posed to you by the person(s) who nominated you. THEN, you get to nominate 11 other people and ask them 11 questions. And then a bunch of questions and random facts later, everybody knows everybody a lot better. Yay!

So to start - 11 random facts about yours truly:

1. I have some pretty terrible circulation, which means my hands, and especially my feet, are always freezing cold. 
2. I have been in nine car accidents in my life. I was only driving in two of them, and only one of them could be considered my fault (even though I still maintain that it wasn't). I did manage to total both cars I was driving though, so you know...there is that. 
3. I was 17 when I had my first kiss. 
4. I used to have the BIGGEST crush on Jonathan Taylor Thomas. Those baby blues....mmmm MMM. My dad liked to call him Timmy Tyler Tomlinson to make fun of me. And the fact that he went by all three names. 
5. I am ridiculously uncoordinated. I try, I really do, but for some reason, I just can't seem to make my arms and legs and everything all work together the way my head tries to get them to. I always end up looking like one of those poor kids still in puberty who hasn't grown into their body yet, which is just stupid, because I already did puberty once, and it sucked, and I'm 29 years old for crying out loud, so can't I just be graceful already??
6. I have a really hard time coming up with 11 random things about myself because I'm really not that interesting! 
7. I don't make friends easily. As a result, I don't have very many. Sometimes that gets lonely. 
8. I absolutely hate - HATE - winter and all things associated with it (except Christmas - I LOVE Christmas). I don't like cold, or snow, or days that are gray and cloudy, or ice, or slippery roads, or early sunsets, or any of those things. I am definitely someone who suffers from SAD. Definitely. 
9. I want to be healthy and toned and all that, but I really don't like working out. I don't like being all sweaty and out of breath. Hopefully, this will change in the coming months, since one of the things I want to work on next year is getting more healthy. I hear that endorphins make a pretty powerful drug, so hopefully I'll be "addicted" to that shortly. 
10. I used to hate eggs. Like, hate them so much that just the thought of them, the smell of them, was enough to make my gag. A few months ago, however, Boyfriend made me an egg sandwich after a particularly hot and grueling walk/run one morning. It was the yolky kind of egg - I don't know what that's called. But anyway, I surprised myself by finding it delicious. And now I make egg sandwiches like that for myself. 
11. And speaking of things I don't like, I hate seafood. Anything that swims is basically disgusting to me. But I keep trying - once a year, at least, I try shrimp, or fish, or lobster, or crab, or whatever. I have found myself liking the shrimp a couple of times in certain ways, but not so much any of the other things. 

And now on to the questions!! 

1. Why did you start blogging?
   I started blogging because my life had just turned completely upside down. I needed some kind of an outlet. I had been reading blogs for a while, I just decided that maybe blogging would be a good idea. I would have loved to write everything down in a journal, but for some reason I just haven't been able to do that yet. So I figure out other ways to tame the chaos in my brain. 
2. Do you have any pets? If so, what kind?
   No, I don't have any pets right now. I used to be an anti-pet person, but ever since I lived with my sister and Snarfles, all I want in life is a puppy. Okay, that's not really all I want in life, but I definitely really do want a puppy. 
3. What is your favorite thing about your job?
   I like the flexibility that comes with working for myself. 
4. What is your favorite destressing activity?
   I think that depends on the kind of stress I'm experiencing. Sometimes I will stress eat, and sometimes I stress starve (both incredibly healthy options, obviously. #sarcasmfont). Sometimes I have dance parties with myself. Sometimes I just need to create something. But when it's really bad, I like to go for long drives - I turn the music up, roll the windows down (even when it's cold), and just drive.
5. How do you spend a typical day off from work?
   Reading, blogging, catching up on TV shows (or rewatching shows I love), going for walks.
6. What is your favorite city?
   Las Vegas, hands down. I love that place, and I miss it like you wouldn't believe. 
7. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
   Um... I'd eat at Hu Hot for the rest of my life. Does that count? Otherwise, I'd probably say apples. 
8. If you had a time machine, what would be the first place and time you would visit?
   Well shoot, if I can go to unlimited times and places, I'd visit the town where Boyfriend grew up, and see what he was like in high school. He'd probably yell at me for saying that and tell me it would be a waste of a trip, but I think it would be interesting. Plus I bet he was just adorable, and that would be fun to see. 
9. What movie would you like to see have a sequel or a remake?
   Pitch Perfect. Although I hear that's already got one in the works, so I'll pick uhhh..... Crazy, Stupid Love, instead. And not a remake, but a sequel. Mostly because I want to see Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling together because they're like, a completely adorable movie couple. 
10. If you could choose any book, TV show, or movie character as your new best friend, who would you choose? HOLY CRAP THIS QUESTION IS TOO HARD DO I HAVE TO PICK ONLY ONE?? Hannah from Crazy, Stupid Love. Jo March from Little Women. Kathleen Kelley from You've Got Mail. Joe Fox from You've Got Mail. Or mostly any character Tom Hanks ever plays. Or Mark Wahlberg, except his character in Fear, because he was creepy there. SEE? IT'S HARD TO PICK!!
11. What one song would you never want to hear again?
    Pretty much any song on Miley's latest album except "Wrecking Ball". (Sorry to everybody who likes her...just kidding, I'm not sorry at all.)
    

And the nominees are...

Karly @ Good Enough to Read

Kari @ Not Quite Ginger

Brittany @ Life Changes

Justine @ Sleepy Single Girl

Sarah @ To Be Mrs. Collier

Lauren @ Sophisticated Sass

Kelli @ She Crab Soup

Rachel @ Raves & Revelations

Kaylee @ With Love and Heartness

And actually I don't know too many bloggers who have fewer than 200 followers, so you only get 9 nominations instead of 11. Please be sure to check out all of the amazing bloggers I nominated - they are all so much fun to get to know.