Reading? no. Blogging? YES!

My worst subject growing up.. was reading. I. dont. read. books. Maybe it was because my [perfect] older sister could read the entire series of The Babysitters Club in one week, and she did, and there was no way I was going to compete with THAT. Now that I'm a big girl, all my friends around me are like "what book are you reading" "have you read THIS?!" "oh em gee, you have to read this book by this author and the 2 series that follow it". Pressure! So, I've tried... and tried... and tried. I could name 5 books (yes, 5 whole books!) that I started to read and stopped after, say, the 4th chapter (that book was the better of the 5). 

I have been successful once! It's a 500+ pager I read my senior year in high school called "Daughter of the Forest". I was on a bus in Europe with a bunch of classmates and bored out of my mind. This book, handed over from a friend, was my only escape. I quickly became engrossed. I swear there is NO book better than this book. I've tried, remember? 

It's about a girl who was supposed to be the 7th son of a 7th son (I think). An evil witch brainwashes her father into marrying her. Soon after, the evil witch turns her 6 older brothers into swans and tells the daughter (of the forest) she can't speak a word and only after she makes 6 clokes out of starwort (this is a prickly plant that secretes poison when you touch it, probably a real thing) can her brothers curse be lifted. It's a fantasy novel, in case you were still wondering up to this point. Oh, and I think she also has to find true love cause that definitely happens. 

I'm not ashamed, though when I explain this book [to much of my delight] to my friends, they look at me like I'm a one-eyed monster. I actually read this book twice. And I'll probably read it again, starting tonight.

Have I lost you? I have a point.. but probably not a real good one.

I don't read books. But I DO read blogs! I just discovered the vast world of blogging (thank you sister, and sisters friends, and other friends). It's an epidemic, and it has officially plagued me.

I spent the ENTIRE DAY today reading some girls blog. She started it in 2007, at least 5 blogs per month. Let's do the math. (Math, unlike reading, is my strong suit) I read a mineemum of 240 postings non-stop in one DAY from her. So that's why my laundry is piled to the ceiling and my cat hasn't been fed. 

This weekend I saw a preview for an upcoming movie and one of the line-clingers (its a word) was (in a deep powerful man's voice) "Cause I have a voice!!!". Hey, me too! I guess I see value in documenting my thoughts and life. I also hope it provides some sort of self-therapy. From what you ask? I don't know, life.

I am going to totally WING this.