Bob is a beautiful name: Don't judge me.

I love music so much. Who doesn't? I had a boyfriend once that absolutly hated music, but you could see that outcome from far away that our relationship wasn't gonna last. My boyfriend now loves music and we both like Bob Seger. I love Bob because he has such a good beat and his jams are very catchy. My parents got me into him when I was little and I would skip around everywhere screaming the lyrics.

Kids can be funny. Like the other day, I was babysitting and the kid I watch asked me if me and my boyfriend had a little baby what would I name it. I'm seventeen years old. What the hell would I be doing having a kid? That's a scary thought. He said it with a straight face and so I said I didn't know and I turned red. The other two girls [his sisters] got a kick out of it and they're a little bit older so they understand and then they told him later that I wouldn't have sex ever in my life. That made me feel real good about myself. He doesn't know what sex is so I got so many questions that evening! Ugh, can you imagine how embarressed I was and flustered? I told my boyfriend what he said and then he responded saying, "Dude that's not funny." I wasn't laughing.

When I was little I remember my uncle would come over and babysit me with my older cousin. They were similar in age. They would always tease me and scare me at night. I would be sitting on the chair with my cousin and my uncle would be on the other couch alone with a big blanket. He would start to kick his legs under the blanket and pretend that he was being attacked my a monster and I would start crying. Then my cousin would pop out of closets at me while playing hide and go seek. I never wanted to look into another closet again!

My uncle and I were always really close and the funny thing is, he would have me come into his room and play this game, simon says. He would say, "Simon says to pick up all my clothes off the floor and put them in the hamper." And I actually thought I was participating in some fun game with my Uncle, who was only about ten years older than me. I was maybe five or six at the time and gullable.

Bob Seger reminds me of when I was little, because when I was little all I really can remember was in my old house after we cleaned up the house, my mom and dad would dance to the bee gees or something crazy for some strange annoying reason. Then they would make us watch them dance from our couches. My mom would make embarressing gesters for me to join her crazy, insano dancing. I think I cried once, because I was so scared. One day I'll carry on the tradition and do it to my kids.

Just remember, Bob is a beautiful name.