So I was on my blog today and I counted how many slideshows I have and the answer is fifteen-Fifteen! Wow, that is a lot. Not that I’m complaining because I love being able to see pictures of my family whenever I want but I decided it was time to write a posting. I actually started one about a month and a half ago actually I started to write it on Nov. 24th to be exact, but that was the end of it. So today is the day that it’s going to get finished. (FYI: the stuff in the brackets will represent what was written over a month ago)…
[For those that know me know that I like cheese…Yes, cheese in the sense of Colby Jack, Mozzarella, and all of those tasty edibles. In fact, a true statement is that I rarely ever let three days go by without eating a Cassadilla (and that would be the max, typically I eat at least two a day). However, I also like cheese in another form. This posting is going to focus on the type of cheese that you can’t eat (“Nacho Cheese”-just kidding, I was reading this to my Dad and he made that sly and funny comment so I quickly added it) . It will be about the type of cheese that is defined by dictionary.com, definition #2 as: “Slang. inferior or cheap; chintzy.” Actually to be even clearer, it will focus on the word cheesy.
First however, I need to point out the fact that I do not agree with the previous definition that was given. It is in fact an “inferior” definition. If I was to give my own definition of cheesy it would be grouped with words like: Awesome, Worthwhile, Entertaining (or in other words AWE worthy).
Okay, now that I’ve gotten that out of the way I can explain why all of that was just written. It was my attempt to explain] why I do the things I do. For example on my blog I have a link so you can learn the Hoedown Throwdown Dance from Hannah Montana the Movie and a link to watch Get’cha Head in the Game from High School Musical. I love cheesy things like this. In fact, I recently found out that I really like the new Tinkerbell movies (P.S. so does my Dad), this is thanks to my beautiful niece Emme. Some might be asking-How old is this girl? And no I’m not an eight year old with a blog. I am in fact 23. The cheesier things are the better they seem to be. I also admit that I have the Peter Pan Syndrome. The kid in me will always be deeply rooted. So this may just be my deepest darkest secret. It’s not too deep or too dark but since I’m already low on the cool-o-meter this might not be helping my image. However my sister in-law Adrienne is one of the coolest people I know and she is a fellow fan of cheesy things as well; I feel more justified in knowing this. So this posting may be much-ado-about-nothing, however I still had fun writing it. Plus it’s a little more insight about the crazy 6 feet tall girl from little ‘ole Perry Utah.
