I personally don’t like reading introductions, and I definitely don’t like writing them, so I wasn’t going to write one about myself and the purpose of this blog.
However, I think a good introduction to myself comes in sharing my thoughts on the ride home from Conway- a wonderful weekend of wedding planning, water park-ing and countless laughs and memories with incredible people.
As I was driving home listening to High School Musical and eating/playing with twizzlers, I thought about how much of a little kid I am. I’ve known this, but it really hit home this weekend when:
1. Someone told me I look like Hannah Montana and it was the biggest compliment in the world.
2. This certain someone’s brother told me I was 17 for bejeweling my phone and wearing metallic fingernail polish.
3. I got so excited to be on “vacation” so I could eat Twizzlers, Mike&Ike’s and drink Rooster Booster.
4. I created a scene in the frozen yogurt shop.
I am not ashamed of any of these things, in fact that’s just who I am. So, when will I grow up? Do I ever need to? Will I always be a kid at heart?