This morning I had the opportunity of driving in the snow at 4:30 am. The entire 45 minutes I was in the car I kept thinking three things.

1. Snow, my disdain for you is now multiplied by 1000.

2. Utah drivers, LEARN TO DRIVE IN THE SNOW! You live in Utah, it's inevitable. This includes learning to not break suddenly ALL the time. Quick lesson on what this does: it causes you to slide and me to slide. I don't care if you start sliding, but when you make me go down with you, I despise you. Instead what you should do, is brake slowly and please oh please stop freaking out at every little thing.

3. Snow plows. If I am up at 4 am, you should be too. Get your butt out of bed and start doing your job.

Amber C. kept telling me that I needed to get a blog. I politely smiled and did a little chuckle and said "yea I will". I'll be honest, I was just trying to be agreeable. I had little to no intention of getting a blog. Yet, my attitude was changed today after running out of stories to read on Yahoo! and MSN about celebrities and wishing I had Taylor Swifts legs because I ended up with literally nothing to do. Hence, here I am.

What I would like to talk about is something I previously referred to, which is Taylor Swift's legs. How in the world does she get her thighs so chiseled? Her thighs are the circumference of a water bottle, nonetheless, if one looks at a picture of her, one can see that it looks as if she has somehow, attractively squeezed muscle into her teeny tiny legs.

So let's go over this. Not has Taylor Swift gone platinum I don't know how many times, but she also has gorgeous legs and lets face it, gorgeous everything else, Couldn't the Lord have given me a sliver of what she got? I'm not even asking for the muscular, yet feminine thighs, just the long legs would be nice. Having longer legs would make it so I didn't look stumpy and it would probably even fix my big butt issue that will stay with me for life.

I sure wish life was fair.