Ouch!

 One thing I have managed to say (with pride mind you!) is how I have managed to live in snowy places, about ninety percent of my life, and that I have never fallen on ice. Not when my grandmother took me ice skating for the first few times of my life, not when my father attempted to ice fish that one year, not even when I took my daughter skating for the first time in her life. No sir, I have never fallen on ice in my entire life. Until last night however. Twenty-seven years, and eight days old and I finally fell on my butt on ice. And you know, other than it being cold, it wasn't that bad. Until this morning. I felt like I was about eighty-something years old. Rubbing my hips, my neck and hunched over due to the pain in my back. Thank goodness for my large backside, I barely feel my tailbone bruising. But I survived so alls well that ends well I suppose...
 Have you seen or read The Help yet? I am addicted to most southern movies due to my obsession with all things southern. I got accepted into both University of Mississippi and Georgia State back when I graduated high school. Both were my top colleges of preference.  But then mommy dearest said no to both and life events happened and I ended up back in Montana awaiting prince charming himself  ; ) I started reading the book today and feel like re-watching the movie again. I wish it had been longer : (
 Tonight's challenge since I really need to pick it up and go again, is something I hope to never do. That takes thinking. Your average answer is almost always going to be "Bury my child(ren)" which doesn't count for me as I have buried three. Been there done that. I could also state obviously "never go to prison" let's face it, I'm not your typical badass who is borderline prison meat so that's out of the question. Maybe "never start a rock band' should be mine, but then again, I don't care for rock sooo, that again leaves me out. Instead I think a serious one will be, I hope I never become like the people I dislike. That's realistic, rarely heard, and actually number two in my book, so sounds good to me!
 I'm very good natured, friendly, smiley, and very respectful. I am one of those people who gets shy around new people (believe it or not) and would have to be the one approached versus approaching others. Even if I know a few people, if it's a large group gathering, I tend to stick to myself just because I feel uncomfortable, but it's never because I'm snotty or better than anyone. I've gotten that alot. There's a difference between stuck up and shy, and even though it's hard to tell which one is which, there are times and people, that make it very easy to see. And I try very hard not to be that wrong type of person. I don't usually care about someone's background, or who they hang out with or what clothes they wear. I am one of the rare ones in this town who really could care less who your parents are, what you do for a living, what your last name is and how much money you have. I'm not a cliquey person and I don't gossip behind other people's back hurtfully. I have never been "fake" I consider myself to be pretty real and I do put others first. And when people hurt me, I am quite the sucker because I forgive and stay friends with them, sometimes stupidly. I don't want to be like my mother in any way, and I want to be like my father in the good ways. I don't want to be known like the people in town know each other, and there are many people I don't ever want to be like. It's hard to fit in in a place like this but then again real easy as long as you know who you are and who not to be. Easy enough right? Psssh...
 I do know that one day, I want to know where to fit in and who I am. I think that is life's challenge. Figuring yourself out in the right amount of time. At least that is mine it seems like...