You're so vain, you probably think this blog is about you

For the sake of your privacy I will refer to you in this post as GB.

First of all, since I haven't seen you in real life for almost a month, and have had little but this small cellular device in which to communicate with you, I've snapped a few shots of my life for you to enjoy:

This is the very first strawberry on our strawberry plant on the back deck.

This is the Norm cat. He is not in his natural habitat, as you can see. He hates being on the deck. I forced him out there for the integrity of the photograph.

This is Jacky. He just got a new hair cut. Poor Jack wasn't blessed with good looks or brains. As you can see, he thinks this clod of dirt is edible.

This is my poor car, Rosa, who is currently out of commission.

I guess while I'm waiting for the above pictures to upload, I'll tell you a little about what happened to me after the parents came home on my babysitting excursion today.

So, our characters are Faith and Nathan, who are Elliot's parents. Elliot is the one I usually babysit. Nathan's sister, Gwen, and her husband are in town this week, and their children are Eve, Eleanor, and Sam. As you know, and to my extreme delight, Eleanor and Sam are named for Lord of the Rings characters. When the four parents got home from dinner, I told Gwen that Eleanor had told me where her name came from. She was so embarrased, but then I smiled real big and assured her that I am a LOTR fan, and that she need not worry. She then proceeded to tell me that her middle name is Arwen! Remember Arwen?

I love meeting people with a kindred love toward the best movie of all time. Just as long as they aren't crazy die-hards. I know you think I'm a crazy die-hard, but crazy die-hard I am not. I will never be able to explain to you the bond LOTR and I have, but I can assure that it is not an irrational one and it is completely healthy. That reminds me, Lord of the Rings has been on my mind a lot lately. I still need to watch it. My sense of self is slipping away every day.

Speaking of things on my mind lately...

1. The strange sixth sense I seem to have developed recently. I can seriously SENSE bugs. Those gross little furry bugs that were all over my room a few weeks ago, I can no longer feel, and I haven't seen one lately. When I walked into the bathroom the other day I could sense a big bug in there. I flicked on the light only to find a frappin' cockroach on the rug. A cockroach! I'm kind of creeping myself out.

2. Feminism. I'm trying to grasp the concept, but I just can't. Everyone seems to have their own definition, and each one is uniquely different.

3. Peaches. I want a peach so bad. But my mother tells me they're not in season.

4. The ratio of black guys at USU vs BYU. I'm kind of jealous of you, GB. I've seen like, three chocolate men on BYU campus, and each time they pass I feel a little twang of sadness thinking about how for every one here, there has (have?) got to be 10 at USU.YUM.

5. Money. I am so stressed about money. If I don't get his Pell Grant I have no idea how I'm going to pay for school. I'm almost crying here thinking about it.

6. I've used up all my tricks, I hope that you like this, but you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me. You never say "hey" or remember my name, probably cuz you think you're cooler than me.

7. Handshaking. I've always wanted to be one of those people who reaches out for a handshake when introduced to someone, but I'm just not.

8. Making a difference. You have no idea how much I need to make a difference in the world. And I have no idea how to go about that.

9. Wisdom teeth. Mine really need to be pulled.

10. Cleaning my room. It needs a little TLC. Warning: Mess in image may be even bigger than it appears.

Well, GB, it's 10:12 p.m. I've been at this for nearly 2 hours. Who knew that blogging could take so much time and energy? Good thing I don't have one.

P.S.- I do not need you to point out any grammatical, punctuational, or content errors in this post.