Overcoming my hate to blog...

I have never kept up on my blog, because I honestly believe that no one cares too much what I do or think. I used to use it for sharing pictures, but I haven't even been doing that. So now I'm giving myself permission to blog about the non-important things I think and do. If I assume no one will read it or comment on it, then it won't feel like a waste of time if no one does.

Here's some thoughts I had today that I thought were funny:
I watched a funny home videos show on a Spanish channel the other night. My only comment: I must not have an international sense of humor. But I have a new respect for Mike Wazowski (of Monsters Inc. fame). In his new line of work, he'd have to switch his whole way of thinking with every door that comes his way. One man's humor is another man's lullaby. Those of you who fall asleep by the end of reading this post are a testament to that! zzzzz.....
It's like when my husband tried to get me to watch clips of Dame Edna. He was giggling like a schoolgirl, and looking over at me like he had just offered me a delectable comedy dessert with funny drippings all over it. I just couldn't muster even the fakest of grins. He has spent several years in England, so maybe that's why he thinks it's funny. Poor thing.

Also, I shoveled snow in a BYU cougars sweatshirt and Duke University snow hat. If I didn't live in Utah, do you think people driving by would think I was a Mormon wearing a Duke hat, or a Catholic wearing a BYU shirt? I felt a strange division forming between my forehead and my shoulders. Don't worry, it'll heal.

I helped dig snow out from around a car parked next door for a very petite dark-haired woman who didn't seem to understand what I was saying to her. I don't want to judge her by her ethnicity, but when I saw her drive, it became obvious that she is clearly not from here, and hasn't been driving in cold weather. I can tell because when advised that it would be easier to leave the street facing downhill than her current uphill direction in her 2-wheel drive car, she continued on her course to infinity and beyond. She also had the window rolled down while pushing snow off the roof of her car, but again, if I'm not to judge, I'm left to assume that she has installed after-market seat heaters for fabric seats, and she was taking necessary precautions not to overheat them. And then she made her final peacock-like display of her wintertime maneuvering prowess by laying on the gas pedal the moment she discovered that the car was not moving forward for some reason. Upon advisement to try backing up (again, using the law of gravity on the hill to her advantage), she continued revving it forward up our road-rink. The sad thing is that she will drive wherever she was going disguised as someone who knows what they're doing.
But not to worry, everyone- if she's driving a car, then she must have insurance!