Blogging is an everyday thing?

Everybody knows that blogging is something that you do every couple of days, right? That was my perception of the idea, but evidently, I was wrong. I have just been informed by my sister, who is an extreme blogaholic, that a person with a blog should blog every day. Let me respond with the following statement: Nobody has a life interesting enough that they need to relate the events of their day every day. Nobody, save for celebrities, and they do not even have to worry about it because they have the paparazzi and tabloids to take care of that for them. So there. Pbbbth!
So last night, I had a couple of my buddies over and we held the first ever Virtual Olympics. We played the Wii. It was really fun, we had an awesome tennis match, then some bowling. I also tried my skill at boxing, and to my chagrin, I awoke this morning with my arms and shoulders groaning in protest from the workout. I tell you, if everybody played the Wii, gyms and personal trainers would go out of business.
Well, that is all that I have to say about that. See, for people like me, blogging is just something to fill the hours. I don't have tons to write about, but Ilike putting my opinion out there. Now I get to go swimming, which I could not do last night like I wanted to because the stupid community pools were closed. But they are open now, so my family and I are going now. I feel like I should leave you all with some sort of saying or clever quote, but I cannot think of one, so I will just write about something later.

Long time, no....whatever. You know what I mean.

So, in response to the numerous calls for a new post (most from my mother and sister) I have conceded to take the time to scribe the recent events that have occured in my life. Yes, I am still practicing my higher vocabulary, for high school ended not but three weeks ago. Sorry, I am done.
Well, I attended a wedding for the daughter of a woman whom my mother works with. It was a great ceremony and the reception was wonderful. The bride looked beautiful and the groom had the classic bemused, happy I'm-not-quite-sure-what-just-happened look. At the reception, my family and I got a table that was unobtrusive and out of the way in the corner. Our plans at not being noticed were ruined when the head waited said that we were to be the first to eat. D'oh! Oh well. The food was really good, chicken parmesian (YES!) and spaghetti and meatballs. Another interesting point was when the waiters were walking around serving sparkling cider to the kids and champagne to the older folks, guess which one I was served? Yep, the alcoholic version. It kind of made me feel cool, but the yeasty smell got to me after a while.
Today (Wednesday) I was watching Pride and Prejudice (the one with Keira Knightley) with my sister Lexi and it made me feel good that we could understand all the verbal spears that the characters throw at each other. Yeah for intelligence!
And that leads up to now, so as I have nothing else to blog about, I must say adieu, to you and you and you.