This month I opted for a writing challenge to get back in the habit of writing daily. To complete this challenge, I can write anything as long as I write!
Though I said that these albums are in no particular order, make no mistake that Thriller is my favorite album ever. I had it as a little kid, and I loved it then. I don’t even know how many times I’ve listened to it. In fact, learning the dance from the Thriller music video is on my […]
Guess what I did yesterday … … besides bust into Thriller* at the gym? Hey. There were some creepos staring at me. So I gave them a reason to stare. Thanks, MJ. I finished LIVEFIT. Finally. Oh, and I RAN. Yeah. Considering my blog is life + running, I’ve been seriously slacking on the running part. […]
It’s been two years, and I still forget that he’s gone. But, his memory lives on! In plastic. Which is kind of perfect if you think about it. What am I talking about? I’m taking about MJ. Naked. And plastic. It’s an action figure. The 1984 Michael Jackson doll that I obtained 2 years ago […]
Threadless was having an awesome deal on two shirts I’ve wanted forever. Eating Brains, Throwing Shapes is a play on the Thriller dance. So of course, I have to have one. I also picked up one for Mark’s brother-in-law as he’s a huge MJ fan too and was saying that he wanted this shirt. And […]
Are you ready for this awesomeness? Every year Ames has a throwback prom to raise money for American Cancer Society and this year’s theme was Night of the Living Prom. Zombies. Prom. Zombies. Prom. Prombies? Of course, I had to cram myself into this awesome black dress I bought for last year’s prom that isn’t […]
Yes. I am SO blogging about this. I’m trying to hold onto it as if it actually happened and wasn’t part of my random sick and twisted dream world. I met MJ. Yes. MJ. In my dreams (of course. the man IS dead according to popular belief). I was at one of his rehearsals for […]
WARNING: There is not one cohesive thought in this post. Also – if you don’t know me very well, I am a HUGE Michael Jackson fan. Where were you when JFK died? Where were you when Elvis died? Whenever I heard people ask those questions I always thought that my generation’s “where where you when […]