Some days, I don't really know what I want to write about, so I just open up a new file and see if anything comes to me. Sometimes, it does, and the next thing I know, I've written half a novel on my blog. Sometimes, I type drivel, then delete it all to spare myself the shame. Sometimes, I type drivel, then click "publish" anyhow. Because in the end, it is just a blog.
I swear I have important things to talk about sometimes. But I guess I'm not in a very deep frame of mind right now. So, I'm going to talk about what I did yesterday. Yup, it's one of those posts. You've been warned.
Yesterday, Rachel and I both had the day off work, so we drove up to Walnutport to visit my cousin. It took us just about an hour to get there, and this time, I was smart enough to call my cousin ahead of time and make sure she was going to be there. (She wasn't there the last time we made the trip.) We had a really nice visit, and got to see her little boy who just turned two (I think he was two months old the last time I saw him, delinquent cousin that I am!) I was never all that close to my cousins growing up, since I only saw them once or twice a year, and they were all older than me. But time has a knack for leveling the playing field, and it still amazes me when I think about how big of a deal ten years of age difference was when I was seven, but how little of a deal it is now. Or maybe I'm just still amazed that I'm an adult now, and can enjoy proper, adult conversation. It's weird to think of one's self as an adult. (Although I did spend a good chunk of the visit on the floor playing with wooden trains, so maybe adulthood isn't all that bad after all.)
Rachel and I had mapped out a route home that would take us to three thrift stores, but as we were driving, we made the mistake of talking about food, which got our tummies rumbling. So, we decided to save the thrift stores for another day, and came straight home to eat some leftover pulled pork. Yum.
We had sortof kindof tentative plans with a few friends to get together and do something of some sort on Friday night, but no one seemed to want to take the lead and concretize those plans. And yet, somehow, through the work of mysterious forces, things came together and eight of us ended up at Jon's house playing Guitar Hero on PS2 and various games on the new Wii. Good times were had by all. There was even pie. Tasty, tasty, free pie.
In other news, my Google Ads account is now over $100! That means I will be getting a check, possibly even in time for Christmas! I'm just waiting for them to send me something in the mail to confirm my address, and then I will be in business. So thank you so so so much to everyone who is visiting my sponsors, you're the awesomest. It's funny, because I can't click on my own ads (they call that "fraud"), but ever since people have started clicking on my ads, I have been finding myself clicking on other people's ads, to pass the love along. It's just like that movie that I never saw!
Speaking of ads, has anyone else noticed any strange/awesome/obscure ads on my site? Hamameliss said she noticed a women's swimwear ad on my last post, which is certainly random, considering the post was about leaves! (Unless the ad was on the 100 words blog, where I did write about swimsuits once...) M found a gift catalog that she had been looking for on my blog, which was not only cool, but also very appropriate, since it was a catalog where you can send a goat to someone in a third world country, and I am a huge fan of anything that has to do with goats. Hmmm... Maybe I should have a contest... Most incongruous ad wins!