His Heart Bleeds Blue

Sooooo the house is very quiet....


Wanna know why???


Big Bro is not here....


Wanna know where he is?


BYU.


Yes, I'm sure lots of you are saying "So what?"


"Kris Loves BYU!"


"Kris bleeds BLUE!"


"Why on earth dose it matter or come as a surprise that he is at BYU????"


I WILL TELL YOU WHY!!!!!!!!!!


My Big Bro


IS NOT there for sports!


IS NOT there for schooling!


IS NOT there for their AMAZING ice cream! (which I have never had :/ )


My Big Bro is there... for a GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!


YES PEOPLE!


A GIRL!





Sadly "Big Bro" declined to comment on this SHOCKING turn of events....


(and I mean SHOCKING! SHOCKING! SHOCKINGLY!)





This means that my Big Bro is grown up....


Girls no longer have cooties!


Now.... Girls= YIPPY!





(Yes, this Blog post should have been written when he was like 17...but SHHH! He was a little late to the I GIRLS group.)





WE have always said all WE want is for Big Bro to just date a girl and get married...but idk anymore....


I think I may drop out of the "WE" club.


I miss my Big Bro......


Can we go back to girls have cooties????


I don't know if I like this growing up deal.....


Just saying....

My dad the Friendly Creep!

So I’m sitting in my parent’s bed watching "Leap year" with my Dad.
His phone dings.
"Hmm that’s interesting" he muses
"Who is it Dad"
"Idk. It says "Hi is this josh? -Megs"
""Hmm."
I have by now lost interest. Silly me thinks my father will ignore it or say "No, wrong number."
But of course my over friendly Father has other plans....
He begins to text back, saying out loud what he types“No this is.."
"Dad! Don't give them your name. You don't know who it is."

Why on Earth is the 18 year old having to remind the 43 ( 44?) year old about safety???? Anyway...
"Oh... I will just give my first name."
“No dad..."
" Fine.."
Once more he begins to text, saying out loud what he is typing
" No this is not Josh, Who is this?"
"DAD!!!!!!!!!!"
"What?!?!?! I want to know who it is."
"Well obviously it's "Megs".... BUT that's such a stalker thing to do!!!"
I maybe then made some snide remark about him being born in the late 60's making him feel the need to have the spirit of free love, peace and open friendly-ness to strangers....
But my remark made no difference.
He asked her who it was anyways..... My Dad the Friendly Creep.....