Idaho is too great to litter.

blogging for me is such a timely ordeal. I have to think it through and make sure it is great. I have such a pet peeve of not feeling 100% satisfied with my most recent post. SO I think about what I will blog about not hours, but days before I actually post. Its only because it just has to be perfect. Like a party, you cant have a half done mediocre party. It has to be perfect.

So first off, I went into work today and came out with a plethora of wonderful products. I wont bore you with all the details but I got to pick whatever I could fit in 2 bags for 10 dollars. needless to say i came home with one giant bag full of B&B stuff. From wallflowers, to hand soap, to candles, to scentportables, to lotion and body wash. You name it. Gosh I love that job.

After work I started my journey to Idaho falls.. again, and while i drove i was just letting my mind wander... but it didnt get far because my bladder was screaming at me to relieve myself so i pulled over in none other than downey idaho. Its a wonderful place. Population 613 (according to wikipedia.) I just laugh at all the great things i see on my way. I want to make a blog post saluting my drive from Idaho Falls to Logan. I pass through some real american monuments. Anyway, i stopped to ... tinkle and while i am (washing my hands luckily) a girl comes in and i look over at her, i think to myself i swear i locked that door. We make eye contact for an awkward 20 seconds then she says timidly, sorry... good thing i had my panties on or that would have been.. life changing.

So while i am walking out of a gas station in let me remind you downey idaho, i walk past a cowboy. While i am headed straight towards rosetta no lookin back i hear "dayum" i dont even dare look behind me to spot the culprit i just keep walking laughing the whole way. I would be lying if i said it wasnt a self esteem booster but it still was just juvenile. Downey Idaho people.

After that ordeal I get back on the road. As i get on the freeway i am averaging about 80 mph right, the speed limit is 75 so im thinking im doing pretty well. then im cornered. Someone in front, someone on the side and someone behind. I dont know about you but on the freeway i hate driving behind people or having people behind me, so i panic. then they all hurry to pass me. and i realize.. I honestly get my feelings hurt when people pass me. Like they hate me and rosetta. why? I was going 80 come on. Then im thinking to myself. I wonder if its considered road rage if you want to swear at every person that passes you thus hurting your feelings which turns into pure rage. Its like just because my car has 200,000 miles on it doesnt mean she cant go as fast or faster than your Cadillac. it just takes her a few minutes.

joke: i bet Chris Brown could "tame" Miley Cyrus.

P.s. I want to say i hate facebook, but really i hate my addiction to facebook. "thou shalt not worship false idols" well i have news for you facebook, you are a false idol and im not having it.

Oh and by the way, i know the question on everyones mind is "So if you live in idaho, do you like LOVE potatoes?" the answer is this. Just because i live in idaho doesnt mean i eat an unusual amount of potatoes.

I would if they looked like this on my plate though.

That is all for now.

I love you.

sk