Competition Thrives

It's March!!! YAY! For some reason I'm convinced that now that it's March, the sun will shine each day & it will be at least 39 degrees- what I call vest weather. I hate winter coats. It honestly doesn't matter what they look like, how trim they are, or anything - I hate wearing them. So March = vest. (Yes, I realized this a very hopeful outlook & in fact, I'll be freezing if I refuse to wear a winter coat, because here in Iowa, it is still winter, but I like to be hopeful so let's go with it, shall we?)


Wanna know something? I'm an extremely competitive person. Just ask my husband how I like to lose - at anything. Board games, arguments... doesn't matter - I like to win & I like to be right. So right now, Hubs & I have this weird competitive thing going on with this silly Facebook game- College Town (I actually had to look it up, because I didn't even know the name. But does that matter? Nope, I still want to win!).  Anyway, my competitiveness with Facebook games started with Sorority Life. My real-life sorority sister was always sending me crap & kicking my butt. She was on something like, level 157, while I was on level 4. So I decided to go for it & for a few short weeks I was constantly trying to update my Life. Now, Hubs got me started on this College Town thing & we are each constantly trying to update.  It's so ridiculous. But as long as I know that, it's still healthy right? Plus, it makes me care less about what's actually being posted on Facebook. And truthfully, I sort of despise the book (as that same sorority sister just referred to it as the other day in a text). Plus, competing with my husband is kind of fun, especially when I win!

If you're interested... here's my latest column: Women's Edition March

I blog?

For awhile now I've been thinking about blogging... but let's be serious, I'm horrible at keeping in touch with people, updating my facebook, & technically, I already have a blog that I'm bad at keeping up with (shout out to the LJs). BUT... I'm really pretty good at twittering (only 160 words to update) and since blogging is what twitter-er's seem to do pretty well (all those mamas anyway) I'm going to give this a shot.

Plus if I decide to tell them, it'll let the fam know what's going on with the B man.

So here I go - Diving headfirst (never mind that I can't dive in real life)!