What time is it?

What time is it?

Yeah.  I ask myself that at least 100 times a day.

I'm always thinking of somebody I want to call and it is always at the wrong time.

Just.My.Luck.

I miss talking to my Aunt Debbie every.single.day.

I miss talking to my Grandparent's (all 4 of them) at least every other day.

So, it's fair to say that the thing I hate most about living here is the time difference.

Take, for example, right now.

It's 9:00 pm my time.

Some of the people I want to talk to are at work.

Pretty much all of them are

or should be...

I'm sitting here watching a movie

(should be doing homework)

and all I can think about is that this time difference

well, it BLOWS.

I can't tell you the last time I talked to my nieces and nephews

or my Sister and Brother-in-law

or my Brother and Sister-in-law

or my Grandparents

or my Aunt Elaine and Aunt Cindy

or my Aunt Debbie and Uncle Scott

or my Cousin Casey

or my parents

or my Best Friend.

Yep...this time difference

REALLY BLOWS.

Anyways, haven't written a blog in a while

and figured this was as good a subject as any.

And, just because I don't call

doesn't mean I'm not thinking about you.

It's just that as I've said before...

this time difference, yeah, 

IT TOTALLY BLOWS.

Well, gonna go watch a movie

and drink a beer

We'll chat soon.

Love you all!!!

Hopefully, tomorrow I'll be able to find a picture

for...

Embrace the Camera!