I don't think I'll ever catch on.

Or remember not to believe things people tell me on April 1.

For Instance-no my friend did not get in a car accident. No he did not need surgery. He IS very lucky I didn't actually go to the hospital all worried and make a fool out of myself, or we would probably no longer be friends. (Although, let's be real, I fall for everything, no matter the date.)

No, there is also NOT a sky writing convention in SLC.

There is also not someone living secretly in my backyard.


The other thing: I'll never be able to take care of the big scary, hairy spiders by myself. I would rather scream, run away or leave the whole house for hours until someone else can take care of it. Seriously.