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I saw this on a motivational poster the other day and thought it was kind of interesting:

Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.

I'd like to report that it inspired me to do something epic, but it didn't. It just made me think. Which these days could probably pass off as something epic. I don't seem to do much thinking lately. My mind is a blank slate I never seem to fill up. Which is probably why I haven't blogged a truly entertaining blog in a LONG time.

Hmmm.....

At The Risk of Cursing It

Because I am going to post this blog the weather is going to change, but can I say how GORGEOUS the weather has been?

I love the leaves (granted they are a little dry) blowing around in the gentle warm wind.

I love it all!

Rebel Without A Cause

For those who don't know I'm borderline obsessed with James Dean.

My car is named James (and my sisters named Dean) partly because of our obsession with him.

I own all his movies, which isn't too grand a feat because he only had the opportunity to be in three.

Today marks the 55th anniversary of his death.

I kinda wish he was still around, but all at the same time I probably wouldn't be obsessed with him if he was.

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

I miss having TV.
I have A tv but I don't have TV and I miss it.

"Derelicte"

I hate having fresh 100% white shoes.
There is something about a worn in shoe that is so much better to me than a squeaky clean shoe, not just because it is more comfortable, but because it LOOKS better to me.

I have been wanting new shoes lately so today Amber and I were looking at shoes online and we came across the ones pictured above.
$118 dollars for those puppies.
Don't they look...dirty?

I've purchased worn jeans before, but there is something about a pre-worn shoe that is just...wrong.

(bonus points to anyone who can name where my title is from and the significance to the blog)

Pizza Delivery Nightmare!

I hate houses that don't have an obvious main entrance.

I use to deliver pizza's and I hated walking through the grass (because there was no side walk or stepping stones) to the door that appeared to be the correct door just to have someone yell at me from around the side of the house because, "They don't use that door."
Then why have that door?

I find myself looking at peoples houses and guessing which door would be the one I'd deliver a pizza to. Quite often there are two doors that look equally as usable, and that is just annoying.

The Princess and The Pea...errr Toad

This is a sad/kinda gross blog.

The other day I stepped out of my car and I felt something under my foot as I heard a crunch.

I got something out of the back of my car and looked down to see what I had stepped on and to my dismay it was a toad!

I almost cried.