crazy days.

Remember my last post?  The one where I was productive and I was wondering if I had grown into a responsible adult?  Well, today has proven that I am NOT a productive, responsible adult.  My productivity consisted of going to yoga class, running 3 miles, and going to work.  As we speak I'm proving my irresponsibleness by writing this blog when I have 4 hours of sketching to do for my drawing class and about 1 million pages to read in various books for various classes (all of the above is due tomorrow).  I had very good intentions when I opened up my computer to "turn on some music to listen to while I did homework" but you know how it goes... itunes leads to checking my email, and checking my email leads to checking facebook and checking facebook obviously leads to checking to see if any of the 1,000 blogs I follow have been updated and that leads me where you find me... feeling sorry for myself for not doing my homework (and writing a blog about it).  


I guess that's not really the only thing I'm here to write about though.  I also wanted to write about something I've been worried about since I was home this weekend, which is, Jimmer Ferdette (or however you spell his name).  I'm just concerned that my family loves him a little too much. Example: Mother and I are driving up to Daybreak and Mom turns on talk radio.  What's strange about that you ask?  Well... SHE TURNED IT TO 1280 THE ZONE!  Since when does my Mom prioritize what she wants to listen to on the radio in the following way 1- Sports talk (to see if they are talking about Jimmer) and then 2- Rush Limbaugh???? What is going on here??  Oh yeah... guess what else she did, she made my look Jimmer up on facebook so that I could see a picture of him when he was like ten or something and the she says, "I don't know, I just think of him as my son..." So now we've got Erin who is going to name her baby based on some version of Jimmer's name and my Mom who thinks he is her son. These are crazy days we're living through.

The obligatory new years resolution post.

Hey.  

As I write this I'm watching The Godfather.  It's a great movie that teaches things like loyalty and the importance of family.  

And Marlon Brando is in it... love that guy.  

But anyways, I feel the need to write a declaration of New Years revolution!... or resolution... either way it's going to be live (to quote Ricky Butler)! Just kidding, I actually have resolved this year not to resolve because that's the only thing that I can really accomplish and so have guaranteed success.  I do have one goal for the year though which is to run 1000 miles during the year.  My Dad did it a year ago and I thought it was a good idea so I'm going to give it a go!  

I figure that one goal for myself is good enough because it seems that my Mom has taken up making resolutions for me. We were sitting in the living room on New Years Day and she says to me "I like to sit down on New Years Day and write a few goals.  I make two lists: 'To Do' and 'To Get.'"  She then started listing off things and she gets to the "to get" list and says, 

"food storage, another son-in-law..." and then she kind of looks up at me as if to say "do you get it Kori?" Ha ha ha!  It was funny.  I'm pretty excited to see the fruits of this resolution and I gotta say that it's nice of her to take this responsibility off my shoulders :)  

Dear Mom,

Happy Birthday!! I really wish I could have been there to celebrate with you and give you your birthday present but since it has to wait I'll just show you a picture so you can get excited.

Love,

Kori