Okay, so I’ve been really busy doing fun stuff*, and I haven’t had time to write any of it down. Every night I lay down in my cozy little campervan and say to myself, “Write, Kelly!” and then I fall asleep because this pillow and these PJs are just too good.
*I’m sorry, loved ones who been really busy doing not-fun stuff.
I know you want to punch me in the face right now.
I still feel a little like I’m on vacation, which I’m not because this is my life now, and I need to get it the fuck together, I know.
Also, THERE’S TOO MUCH TO WRITE ABOUT, Y’ALL!
I get overwhelmed.
I keep looking back at all the stuff I’ve done so far, and I could write a long freaking post (or like 20) about each thing. And then I’d spend all my time writing and not doing any new stuff.
And I’m working too, don’t forget.
So anyways, I was thinking I’d hit the big points in this post, and then catch up when things slow down. Although I’m on farms for the next three weeks, so I don’t know how much slower it’s gonna get.
Okay, so here’s the Sports Center version*…
*I stole that from Meagan.
Week 1: Awful, then awesome.
Week 2: Six-day solo trek across a bunch of mountains.
…cuz I do that sort of thing*.
*I don’t do that sort of thing.
It was six days, so there’s a lot to write about, like my hilariously tiny tent…
And the crazy view…
And what it felt like to drink this latte when I got to the end…
Really, though, I was basically just walking for 6 days, which is cool if you’re there, but pretty boring to talk about. Maybe I’ll spare you, we’ll see.
Week 3: COUSINS IN NEW ZEALAND!!!
Oh, you guys don’t even know. This is an entire blog unto itself. I will write on this, and you will love it, and you will wish you were in my family.
Week 4: Auckland (i.e. Little Asia)
Pretty much everyone’s Asian here. That’s all you really need to know.
Week 5: The Farm
Okay, so I’m thinking a series of mini-posts for this, because otherwise I’ll just write this long-ass thing no one will read. In a nutshell, farms are the best, and everyone should live on them.
LISTEN UP, NEW YORK CITY: FARMS ARE THE BEST. GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND BECOME A FARM, AND THEN I WILL COME BACK TO YOU.
Soooooooo, that’s basically it. More later, promise. Meantime, peace and love, and adorable/delicious bunnies.
I am so jealous that you got to drive a John Deere front-loader. ( Bet you didn’t know I knew that, huh?) Looks like life on the farm agrees with you. Need to post some pictures of Thanksgiving, and about cooking temps and kilograms.
Keep having fun and keep us laughing.
In my whole life, I have never heard you mention a tractor, ever. Why do you know this?
Am I the only one posting comments? On last year’s blog, I could read all the posts from other people about my witty observations. What happened to the posts section? Don’t get lazy on me and take short cuts now.
I know, sad, right Dad? No one’s really reading it yet, I think.
You should probably send it to Father Mike and see if he’ll forward it on to the congregation at St. Andrew’s – get my readership up. They’ll probably have lots of comments…
Sorry Santa, i was busy on March 30th. But now i’m not. Well, i am but i decided Kelly was more important so i’m catching up on all her rantings. I just read about her period and how she wanted to stab a dog. I know she’s your daughter and all, but that’s f*ing psycho b*tch sort of stuff. I know it’s not your fault. High five!
YEA!! Life here in the states need a little more “Kelly” in it.