So...first of all...I decided that Lisa is the only person who reads my blog. But that is ok.
So, Lisa:
Today, I was out for a walk and I stopped and the gas station to get some water and go to the bathroom (I know oxy moron). When I left to head back home there were these two teenage boys who were hanging out just outside of the gas station. One of them said "I'd kill myself" and I just walked by like it was none of my business...cause it wasn't right? Wrong...next he said "if I were 17 and pregnant I'd kill myself." Then I turned around, told him I was 22, and walked away. I just thought it was kind of funny that he thought I was 17. When I told Steven the story I decided to take it as a complement...because he thinks I look 5 years younger than I actually am.
I've always had people tell me I look younger than I am, and I used to hate it when I was younger, but I knew one day it wouldn't bother me at all! Haha...I guess that day has finally come - with really good timing too, cause some days I feel really old and tired!
Well...Steven is supposed to be rubbing my feet now...so I better get off to take advantage of that while I can!!!