Must it always end in death?

and if it must...I appreciate a lil bloodshed.

I read my first ever Nicholas Sparks novel recently....it was the first one I've ever been able to make it through start to finish. {The Last Song} I was impressed. So attempted The Notebook and I made it to page 17 or so. I guess I just don't get it. You think I'd learn by now that I am not really in love with any of his books turned movies. I had a night where Dear John seemed like an innocent way to enjoy a girls night in. WRONG! SO wrong. I don't ever get it. Someone always dies. ALWAYS! I get that Sparks is a good author {right?} and that his writing is real and writes about real life but everything has death. I'm surrounded by death. Someone always dies. Love stories don't need to have death. Do they? I mean eventually but I guess the one thing about Sparks is that it's never too predictable I mean I know someone is going to die I just always spend my time consumed with thoughts and theories of who is going to kick the bucket. Ugh romance movies kill me! Never again! Okay maybe I'll cave sometime in the future but for now I'll stick with the bloody gory stuff.

Holla Holla

Oh brother!! I know I know I've been in a blogging coma for a bit. But it's because well remember my last post? Well the wind died down and the sun came out!! So in honor of today being the longest day...and the start of summer I thought I'd post!

I thought I'd share this lil gem with you. As you well know I love Ellen and she introduced me to this video. Oh it made me laugh. And than it made me think of some of my recent adventures.

I went to the Summer Jam a few weeks ago with Rachel. It had been rainy but we were hopeful it would hold off until the end of the evening. (the concert was outdoors) Well no such luck...I'm not sure if the universe was on our side that night or not but I think it's for the best that we didn't stick it out even though it was a down pour. We had some good laughs because we realized we were a little old to be in attendance. Between the girls that were dancing in the rain in nothing but a string bikini {when she just shouldn't have} to the ankle monitors and the cloud of smoke resonating over our heads it's for the best that we bailed early. The smell of weed was getting to be a lil much...