Wow, It’s been a while. I’ve been wanting to blog again for a long time but living a life with two kids makes it hard for me to sit down and collect my thoughts in writing. But I promised myself that with the new Xanga 2.0 I would start posting again, so I wanted to say hello to everyone still around! My head is a jumble of posts that I want to write about. I stopped keeping track of my kids as they grow up and every month that passes where I realize I barely even took pictures, I get a small panic knowing that time passes too quickly and before I know it I will forget everything. Life is hard but great – I really can’t complain because I’m blessed with so many things and I feel lucky to be able to stay home to take a break from work and concentrate on just being a mommy for a little while. Once I do go back to work, I’ll have even less time for myself, so no excuses! I’m back!

I’ve been on Xanga for more than 10 years and I’ve probably exposed a little too much about myself in those years. When I pulled up my post archives I started reading through them and I spent the next two hours cringing at some of the things I’ve written about. Ugh did I really have a weird autobot/decepticon battle thing going on here? For shame! Anyway, since I’m back I might as well tell you three more things you probably didn’t know about me and I probably shouldn’t tell but why not since my whole embarrassing life was once posted on here anyway.

1. I used to be a litterbug. Yes, I’m ashamed of it, but back around my college years I littered everywhere. I would even throw out whole take out boxes out the car window. I have no idea why I was like that but I guess I didn’t think about the repercussions of my actions and never stopped to think who would be out in the highway cleaning up after me. Something clicked years later and I now get super angry whenever I see a water bottle out on a hiking trail or even a piece of paper that missed the garbage can. I refuse to litter now and won’t even spit my gum out on the street. Every day the fact that I contributed to making the world just a little bit more dirtier haunts me. What can I do now but do my part to help keep the Earth green? Some of you may think it’s not a big deal, but others would probably be horrified if they knew how bad I used to be.

2. I’m a prepper wannabe. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a supply hoarder. I have this strange obsession with buying things in bulk. I’m not your typical hoarder because I’m constantly throwing things out just to get rid of it and my hubby and mom hate me for it. If I don’t have a place to put it, I’ll probably throw it out. But when it comes to supplies, I get a little crazy. I’ve always loved having office supplies in bulk. Pens, paper, notebooks – even if I never really used them. Now that I’m older and use household supplies I have to buy everything from Costco – paper towels, baby wipes, toilet paper. I have fruit snacks, pudding, and crackers in bulk sitting in the basement as well as boxes and boxes of ziploc bags, toothpaste, toothbrushes, soap, tissues, and half gallon jugs of shampoo. When I run low on supplies (low meaning like 4 or 5 left) I freak out and have to make another Costco run. I just never want to run out of anything, ever. I think this obsession has manifested into my wannabe contingency plan. I’ve read some books about what would happen in an EMP and I will go as far as to say that the only reason I’m not a true prepper is because I don’t have the money for it and I’m still sane enough to know that it’s not practical to prep since the EOTWAWKI (End Of The World As We Know It) will probably not happen in my lifetime. But if I won the lotto and I had unlimited funds to do what I wanted? I would probably be the next guest on Doomsday Preppers. Only I would have my face blurred out and identity changed because I’m not crazy enough and would be too ashamed to go public with my obsession. The funny thing is, I always feel sorry for the people on that show because I know they really want to try and survive if SHTF (Shit Hits the Fan) and they are wasting away their current life in order to prep for something that will probably never happen. I’ve seen episodes where the wife would cry because her husband is spending every dime he makes on gas masks and freeze dried food because he thought that the end of the world would come in 2012. Wonder what that guy is doing now. Teaching your 10 year old how to shoot a gun and spending weekends training for war is just too much and too nuts. But whenever they show their storage room full of food and supplies I’m always like ohhhhhhhhhh, I wish I had an underground bunker big enough to store all my Costco stuff! lol. With unlimited funds, I would probably buy a few acres of land off the grid and build myself a nice little cabin with a lake and a garden. Something we can use as a vacation spot but would do really well as a bug out location. You know, just in case.

3. There’s something about Dr. Who. I’m slightly ashamed to say this, because Dr. Who is such a wacky, terrible show but I can’t stop watching it. When I pull late nights making cookies (I make and sell cookies sometimes as a hobby), I like to watch Netflix on my ipad, but I need a show that doesn’t take much concentration and something I can keep running in the background to keep me company. That’s how I got into Dr. Who. I’m on season 3 and getting pretty into it but I haven’t told anyone about this until now because it really is a pretty terrible show. I only just half mentioned it to the hubby and he laughed at me. But I have a long history of being super into terrible shows (Hello SG-1 and Legend of the Seeker!) and this one is totally up my alley. EXTERRRRMINATE!!! I love cheesy terrible shows.

So if anyone is reading this, confess! Tell me something about yourself that I don’t know yet. It’ll make you feel better, I promise.