first time for everything

For the first time in the history of this blog, someone actually bought me something that i posted under the tag "who wants to buy me this?"

My mom bought me the doodle frame for Easter!! I was so excited. I jumped up and down. It is seriously the perfect thing for me. I love framed pictures and I love to color.

So thanks Mom for the coolest gift.

opening day

2010 Diamondbacks season starts today.

Here's to a great season!

ETA: it was a win today! 6-3 awesome.

happy easter

have a blessed good friday

reflection

I have been getting very reflective this holy week. More often than not, I think in more general, spiritual terms. But this time of year, I think about the basis of my faith, my religion. Today being Holy Thursday, I felt like sharing a song precisely about that.

Garden by NEEDTOBREATHE

peter pan complex

I will be the first to admit that I am immature. But its more than that. I am just a silly, fun person who is a total spaz. I am not a child, but I don't think that being an adult means you have to take everything seriously and be cranky all the time. I also have the blessing (or curse, however you choose to look at it) of looking younger than I am. I can't figure out if i look younger or that i act younger or maybe both. This whole situation usually does not bother me. But there were 2 independent situations that made me feel insecure about it. I was teasing a friend on twitter about being a cougar and she responded by saying, "This from the grown woman with Mickey Mouse ears on her head." My twitter pic is the same one I have on here. She was kidding, but only kinda. I actually really like that picture of myself. I know its a little childish to have the ears on, but both my sister and I bought the same ones and were having fun wearing them around Disneyland. I took that picture of myself at our hotel. So, I like it. But I get that it makes me look young.  So, I am not doing much to dispel people's beliefs about me. The second incident was me freaking out about my new haircut. I love it... I think. It makes me look older, which is a good thing? I don't know. So I was calling it an old lady hairdo and Chris said, "You are 32 something years old. You do not need a 19 year-old hair cut." Ok. Fine. But do I need a 32 year old hair cut? I don't want to age, because I fear what that means. So I guess anything that makes me look older, scares me. A friend told me that I was confusing growing old with growing up. I get that. It is hard for me to make that distinction. I think the point I am trying to make is that I am afraid of aging, so I refuse to grow up. I think they call that denial. Shit. I started writing this to defend myself and I have gotten to the point were I realized that I am wrong. I think that it is possible to stay young at heart, be silly and have fun. But I don't have to encourage people to think I am younger than I am. I think that means I need a new profile picture. I guess that will be my mission. At least if I get a new picture, people will stop giving me shit about it.