I'm turning into a weirdo

Since getting engaged in April, my blogging effort has dropped dramatically. Not because I’m bored with blogging. I have so much to tell you guys! I’ve written thousands of (or at least upwards of 10) posts in my head that were never put up, mainly because I’m afraid of becoming a wedding blogger…and frankly I didn’t want to bore you with all the little details.

Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE reading wedding blogs. In fact, it’s become a part of my daily routine, and a personal goal of mine is to now be featured one on (preferable Green Wedding Shoes or Style Me Pretty). But in reality, my version of a “wedding” blog would probably entail me complaining about the planning process, coupled with pictures of cute, rustic, vintage DIY fun stuff I want to do for my wedding. But if you really want that, you can just check out MY PINTEREST! It’s pretty popular. I get at least one re-pin a day, mostly from the girl who has shamelessly stolen my wedding theme!

Basically, since this wedding is all-consuming, I’ve had nothing else to write about! So I decided to tell you a story of how I’m turning into a weirdo, or as some would say, a big fat nerd.

You see, I got a Kindle for my birthday. Don’t even get me started on the difference between reading a Kindle and a real book, because THERE IS A DIFFERENCE. But to get myself used to turning a digital page instead of a real one, the first books I bought on it were “The Hunger Games”. As they’re made for young adults and really freaking good, I read all three in a weekend! Don’t judge, I was in the car a lot. And after giving Dan a detailed account of each one, so he wouldn’t feel like I was sitting in the car ignoring him, (even though I was) while he drove us to a friend’s wedding and back, he called me a nerd and accused me of something so vile, I can barely type out the words.

He accused me of….

LIKING FANTASY BOOKS!

And yes, I say accused because to me, people who read fantasy books are the ultimate in nerds. They’re socially awkward. They L.A.R.P. (Live Action Role Play). They don’t read real books with substance. They’re the romance novel readers of the male persuasion. I don’t know why I have this perception, since Dan reads fantasy novels almost exclusively, and he’s none of the things I’ve mentioned above. I just do.

To prove me wrong, Dan started listing all of the things I like that he considers Fantasy and/or Sci-Fi, which personally, I consider to be way cooler than Fantasy (aliens beat magical elves every time, hands down):

Game of Thrones (the TV version) (What, just because murderous creatures are stalking the people of Winterfell and one of the main characters has dragon blood in her and can walk through fire, this is considered fantasy? Come on.)

Harry Potter (Doesn’t count. The whole world likes this. Even football players.)

True Blood (Also shouldn’t count, even though there are fairies, and werewolves, and vampires. Because there’s also A LOT of sex in that show, and we all know that people who like fantasy novels never get any. Am I right? Up top!)

Battlestar Galactica (For four years of our relationship, I refused to watch this because I considered it too nerdy. One day Dan convinced me to “just try it”…he’s good that way…and now I’m hooked. Dammit!!!)

Hunger Games (This seems more Sci-Fi, or even in the Thriller category, to me since all the magical/murderous creatures are genetically engineered, but I guess it could go either way)

Legend of the Seeker: I don’t want to talk about it. I have no excuse for why I like this show except for that I thought the main guy was cute.

So there you have it. I’m a big nerd, who likes to live in a fantasy world where fantasy books are labeled as anything but and where I’m NOT reading an R.A. Salvatore book on my Kindle, that once again Dan convinced me to “just try it,” and so far I like it.