I Don't Know Why I Blog...I JUST Do.

My fiance and I were talking about my blog and he suggested that I write a blog about this topic. The title happened to be the exact phrase I said to him. So...of course he suggested I write a list about it.

I don't know why I blog...but here's a few reasons why I might.

1. I might blog because it's the only part of my life that I can truly organize in a unique way. Heck..who else can write their entire life in a list?

2. Maybe I blog because I have a secret hope that some big time blogger will say "hmmm...this b(LIST)fulness girl...she really does have something going for her. I'm going to make her a blogging star!" Then I can say "I didn't know why I blogged, but now I do." Of course I'll make a list about it.

3. I possibly blog because it provides an outlet from my nursing life. I don't have to write about anything nursing related if I don't want to.

4. It could be that I blog because I like to look up who's reading my blog on Google Analytics....I think that may be a major reason. My hope that someone from every state and continent will read my blog just might cause me to blog a lot.

5. Blogging may be something I do just because it's something I kind of enjoy. I don't know-I just blog just because it's something I do!

There's Just Something about Selmer!!! (DAD)

I figured the only person I should be featuring in my blog this weekend would be my dad, Selmer!
There's just something about dad because

1. He used to take me out for dinner every time I finished a piano book.

2. He taught me to not be afraid to try new things.

3. He brought a new definition to the phrase "hubba, hubba."

4. He wore smiley scrubs to work at a business office. Thank heavens he wasn't the only one!

5. He paid for e-harmony and was therefore instrumental in bringing Joel and I together! Way to convince me to date online dad! :)

6. He is very good at sharing root beer.

7. He taught me that cheese and jelly really do go together.

8. He drove my furniture across the country.

9. He helped me through my 6 years of undergraduate school....not many dads can say that!

10. He is named "Selmer?!?" Who couldn't love a guy named "Selmer"

You Know You Live in the South When.....

I live in VA. Most people don't really consider this state to be "the South" unless you grew up in a place like MN. According to us, ANY state south of the Mason Dixon line is "the south." Heck...if you have any sort of twang in your accent...you're DEFINITELY southern.

Here goes. You know you live in the south when....

1. Your fiance grew up playing "Yankees and Rebels"

2. The confederate flag is posted on every truck that you see on the highway.

3. The highway is filled with trucks.

4. The lady at the DMV asks you for a BEAL. When you respond that you don't know what a "BEAL" is...she looks at you like you're the stupidest person on the planet and says, "You don't know what a credit card beal is?" You then reply, "OH, you mean a BILL (emphasis on the I sound)."

5. You eat cheese and grits. Personally, I didn't know what this existed until I moved here.

6. GRITS stands for more than the little white gritty things you eat at meals. Apparently it also means "girls raised in the south." Whatever...I'm a proud GRIN. (Girl raised in the north)

Bugs...they TICK me off.

So, within the past year or so, I've had a lot of bug mishaps. I'm going to let you relive these horrific moments with me in the form of a list.

1. One night I was sleeping and woke up briefly to change my head position...and I heard a little scampering noise on my pillow. To my absolute horror...there was a big, brown, furry spider scampering where my head should have been peacefully resting.

2. A couple of months later, I woke up because my head was tickling...I reached up to scratch it and I flicked a palmetto bug off of my hair. EEEEWWWWWWW.

3. About a week and a half ago, I found a tick consuming my blood. This is the most disgusting to me....and it worries me cause I still have a bite there.

P.S. I don't live in a filthy house. I vacuum and dust weekly. I also do the dishes DAILY. Apparently these buggers somehow creep inside every once and a while. It must be the south.

To Become a Perfect Bride...

So I was thinking about all the things I need to do in order to be the "perfect" bride in 2 months....it's a long list...it's not going to happen.
Here goes...this is what I need to do.
1. Become ridiculously organized-my fiance must have majored in organization.

2. Drink more water...and less Diet Coke. As most of you know, I've been working on this one for years.

3. Go to the gym every day....I used to be so good at this one!

4. Make lots of best girlfriends in Virgina area very quickly.

5. Learn to cook.

6. Start to enjoy nursing school so I don't complain to my fiance about it!

7. Learn to hate shopping....or maybe I should say learn to hate spending money.

8. Give up my teddy bear. (I don't think I'll have a problem with this one)

9. Love my body just the way God made it

10.Read many books on marriage. 2 down and about a billion to go!

sheesh..I have a lot to do in 2 months.

There's Just Something about BRYAN!

So, I decided to choose the person of the week to be my brother-in-law Bryan...This is partly cause I have access to a crazy picture of him but mostly because of the list below.

There's Just Something about Bryan because...
1. He taught me how to properly load a dishwasher :)

2. He shows Weezer videos to his two year old daughter because it has the muppet characters in it :) That made me laugh yesterday.

3. He checks in on our neighbors dog because I told him it sounded like it was continually coughing up hairballs.

4. He plays volleyball like a pro.

5. He picked me up when my car broke down at the library...then he took me to the car shop too!

6. He makes some great dip.

7. He has let me stay in his house for over a year....Now that makes an AMAZING brother-in-law!

You Know You Went to a Legalistic/Fundamentalist High School if....

1. Everyone played on every sports team regardless of ability.

2. You could count your classmates on 2 hands.

3. The reproductive section in your health book was repeatedly skipped leaving you completely clueless. (This made me look like a total idiot in my anatomy lab at the University of MN--yep...I listened very carefully when the TA was explaining the external female reproductive system to the guys in the class...I didn't want them to know I had never learned much of what he was talking about.)

4. Either you dated everyone in your class or your first date wasn't until you left high school. (This wasn't the case for me...but I know it was for plenty of people who attended fundamentalist schools)

5. Everyone THOUGHT they knew everything about everyone else...

6. Jr/Sr (Prom) consisted of eating a large dinner-Definitely NO DANCING!

7. When you filled out college applications you needed two extra pages because you were able to say you were involved in so much (ex: you were able to write Class president, Salutatorian, captain of the volleyball and basketball team, yearbook editor, 1st place in piano competition)

8. You only knew 200 people in your town....which were the 200 that went to your school (K-8). (oh...you might know a few people from the church affiliated with the school also)

9. You thought that all public school kids were on drugs and having sex all of the time. (So..that's a bit of an exaggeration....but slightly true)

10. You can say that you still keep in touch with 50% of your graduating class....(that would be five people for me!)