Thursday, August 9, 2012

Velveeta Cheese-Real or Not Real?

Look at me- posting more than once in a week. Spiffy, right? I honestly have nothing of great importance to say, but I thought I would post anyway.
Now. With regard to the title. I am an avid Hunger Games fan, and a less avid Velveeta cheese fan. As a matter of fact, I don't even really like it. But I eat it. I  can't tell you why I eat it.  I have no idea. But for some reason, Velveeta 'cheese' is what I always crave after swim practice. I have no idea why. But every day, after I swim, I come home and request (or make) a grilled 'cheese' sandwich. And then I eat it.
     This, of course, raises a great internal struggle. I do have a taste for the finer cheeses in life, but I somehow manage to lower my standards to Velveeta. Velveeta? Vel-Veeeet-aaa. Why is it called that? I don't rightly know. I will do some research on the matter and report back shortly.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Now that I have something to say...

 Heh. That awkward moment when you realize your best friend has a life outside of you...I don't even know what to do with myself. Okay. Not really. I know exactly what to do with myself-blog! I have been taking a lot of grief for not posting as of late, and I don't like getting grief. There were two ways to stop getting grief.

  1. Grow a beard and move into a cottage and live out my days raising yaks 
  2. Or post. 
It took me a while to decide which was easier, but as I did not know a fine purveyor of yaks (or beards, for that matter) I decided to post. So here I am. 
I would love to say that I have had the most exciting summer that anyone could ever think of, but that would be incorrect. It has been a good summer, but I have not gone anywhere particularly exotic. That's okay though, I still have had a great year. Except for one thing. Driver's ed. I have been doing online driver's ed, and it has been a horror, filled with gory videos and lots of "I didn't need to know that!" and desperate boredom. Ugh. Soon I will be done though, and then all will be well. 
     With the start of school comes the start of swim. Am I super excited? YES! Will it again proceed to take over my life? PROBABLY! The Olympics have just made me more excited for swim. While I never aspire to greatness of that  magnitude (Missy Franklin is my favorite), they do make me want to swim better, faster, and smarter. I can't wait. But with the start of swim, comes the start of other classes. Ugh. I don't know if I'm prepared for that. But  I will face whatever comes my way with optimism and courage! Or maybe just binge bagel eating.