Do you ever wonder if you were born in the wrong time?

I haven't blogged in a while. All my creative energy as been absorbed in one thing at the moment, but also because there isn't much to blog about. We're both working all the time and we don't have a lot of money to do anything besides go to the cheap movies. Which I don't mind - but explain that one to me.

Life is just kinda blah.

I've been waiting for spring to come, now that I'm ready to come out of hibernation. Here in Rexburg we've been teased with a few days of light winds and temperatures above freezing. Even rain is a nice change. The snow has melted enough to see tiny patches of mud and grass, and the sidewalks are no longer a walking hazzard. The sun makes an appearance now and then, bringing the birds out to sing. At wal-mart they have their display of swimsuits and flip flops set up...any color of the rainbow you can imagine.

*sigh* And then we have days like this, where I look out the window and just want to crawl back into bed.

Also, I've been reminded lately that I am extremely old fashioned for someone my age. We are living in a .com world and I am a paper girl. Come on people! I grew up in the 90's. I was extremely lucky to have my own stereo in my room when I was 12. Now I know a handful of eight year olds who have cell phones. CELL PHONES!!!

And since when does everything have to be done on the internet? I now have two bills I am required to pay via keyboard. Not only do I have to "create an online account" but now I have more user ID numbers and passwords to remember. I gave a check to someone and he actually refused it! He said I had to pay the bill over the internet! What crap is that!

Here are some things this old fashioned girl believes in and holds dear:

I believe in the days when if you wanted to talk to someone, you picked up a phone.

I believe in the days when you called a company, another human being was on the other end.

I believe in the days when there was no such thing as a "palooza."

I believe in the days when going out dancing meant performing steps in time with your partner in a spectacular fashion, not waving your nasty butt in the air like a cat in heat.

I believe in the days when people got engaged, AND MARRIED, before they decided to have kids.

I believe in the days when parents disciplined their obnoxious children.

I believe in the days when - if a boy wore make up, he was gay.

I believe in the days when Communism was a bad thing.

I believe in the days when overly opinionated idiots didn't rule the internet.

I believe in the days when people didn't judge what kind of person I am by my myspace profile.