Random thoughts

I'm writing this in spite of the fact that I'm distressed over this horrible breakout I'm experiencing. I've convinced myself that I'm not going through a super late puberty, but instead I attribute it to these things.
1. That pool of salt I floated in last week was greatness, but maybe pulled too much moisture out of my skin.
2. I switched my face wash for a little bit. I love Burts Bees stuff, but their face wash and make-up  removal wipes aren't for me. Lesson learned the hard way.
3. Let's face it. I'm not pregnant. I will not get pregnant without a lot of cash thrown at the effort and the deliberate attempt at it. So PMS is a big part of each and every month. And here it is. I know I'm gonna start any second now, but the outside lower part of the right side of my nose isn't itching. So what the heck?
4. Insanity. Even the warm up of this workout makes me drenched in sweat. It's some serious stuff. But I am determined to get out of my fat kid state and back into the girl who will strip down to a bikini at any given moment and dance on the pole.

So, now that you know why my face is broken out, I will just share a couple of random thoughts.

You should blow your nose one nostril at a time. Doing one hard blow that includes both might push the mucus down and cause a sinus infection. Those things such. So blow one nose hole at a time people!

Have you noticed that kids these days wear helmets for everything? I'm fairly certain I never had a helmet and look how I turned out! I get it, parents. Better safe than sorry and why take an unnecessary risk. Just funny how times have changed.

And last, I have to say thank you to everyone who has stuck with me for so long. I've been with Kidd for 14 years now. I don't know how much longer the journey will last, but I'm going to ride the wave while I can. It's very humbling to have people come up to me or Tweet me or send me Facebook messages about how I'm their favorite on the show. I don't pretend to understand that. I don't even have a mic! I have to admit that if I could listen to the show and hear me talk on it a lot, I would love me, too. But that isn't the case. So i guess there's some bond that has been formed with people who have stuck with me for so many years and, for that, I'm truly grateful.

Now, I must go reapply moisturizer to my pre-pubescent looking face. Good night!