Monday

Dear Blog,

It seems like ages since I have written to you. I have to admit that last week I toyed with the idea of putting you away forever. But then I heard from my 2.7 readers (shoutout to Moms!) and I realized you and I have a relationship that can't be put aside that easily.

Well Blog, last week was interesting. Of course, my life is always interesting...when you're a glamorous radio reporter there's never a dull moment. I bet people want to be me. They are probably so tired of their boring, mundane lives. I wonder what it's like to be boring. I wouldn't know...

So last week a lot of people said interesting things to me.
On Tuesday a boy at work gave me the appreciative up-down look and told me I was "lookin' good." Then on Friday another boy told me I was beautiful -- but then he followed that up with a clarification that he meant that in a platonic way. Then on Saturday another boy told me I am one of the beautiful people and that he was stalking me. By the end of the week, I felt pretty...pretty confused that is.

On Monday a boy told me I am very easy to talk to. On Thursday another boy told me I am approachable and easy to talk to. Then on Thursday, the Monday boy told me I talk enough for the two of us. Friday boy told me I like to talk a lot and on Saturday another boy told me I talk too much. When I offered to Monday/Thursday boy that I could just be silent for the rest of the evening, he decided he liked my talking after all. And they say girls are confusing...

Listen Blog, there's a lesson to be learned from all of this: Stop hanging out with boys.