welcome back

I kinda hate myseld for getting sucked back into the world of blogging. I thought I was better than that, but nope, here I am. I am not convinced I am ready for a renewed blog commitment, but I guess I'll never know unless I try. Really, over the last week or so I have had a few conversations about blogging, or my lack there of, so here I go.

I stopped originally because I just never felt like I had anything to say...I don't know if that has really changed, but I think about lots of crazy things and sometimes I like feedback.

Like for starters, lately I have been having weird dreams...one night I had a dream I was a barista at chilis, and I was mad that I still had to wear khaki pants while the people who worked at chilis could wear jeans. Another time I had a dream that a friend of mine was forcing me to live with her husbands parents in New Braunfels...there is lots of weird stuff, but I don't really remember my dreams unless I think about it when I wake up. A few days ago I had a dream about iced green tea...which compelled me to try it the next day...I prefer passion tea.

And can we talk about why today was the most innapropriate day in the drive thru...I got called "baby", "sweetheart", "cutie", and "honey" all by various older men...not only is it creepy when it is old men...but I don't like pet names in general.

I think that is all for now...I'm going to bed