I would strongly recommend you stop here while you still can.
I really would stop here.
Please save your brain cells.
They are more important than reading this.
I'm trying to help you out here.
When I got the email asking if I would like to become a part of AOU, what ran through my head was "OHMYGOSH." I felt honored. They seriously wanted me? Awkward, weird me? Did they send the email by accident? Did they type the wrong name? Did they even think this through before they decided to choose me?
A surge of joy ran through my body. Of course I wanted to do it. AOU was all about what I wanted to portray on my own blog. The little things. The things that people don't blog about, but all obtain.
I live in a family of 6 that's just as loud as a family of 21. I have a pig-dog who likes cookie dough. I watch an abundant amount of movies. I love to capture simplicity in my writing and photography. Reading is another fav and I even challenged myself to read 100 books this year. I haven't died yet. But we'll see.
I love crocheting, knitting, crafting, creating in general. I actually have a craft blog where I post about once every 7 years. And I have an etsy shop. Where I sell headbands and jewelry and anything else my deranged mind can think of.
I consume mostly popcorn and ice cream. I often shove my camera in peoples faces and act like I know what I'm doing. I dream of going to Paris or Italy or Rome, but my home is here in Idaho where we camp in the mountains and go skiing and stuff like that.
I spend a vast amount of my day on blogger and pinterest and twitter, all of which allow me to get nothing done in a day. Although not all of my day is spent on the computer. Sometimes I go get dressed or take a shower or something productive like that. Sometimes I even go fancy and organize my room. Only sometimes. I pretend I can do stuff like that.
And to round off this excessive and immense bio that no one really wanted to read in the first place - I love my Savior, Jesus Christ. Without Him, my life would be completely meaningless and I probably wouldn't even be writing this.
which probably wouldn't be a bad thing right now.