First World Pains.

It's somewhat comical to me how ironic I make my life. So it's like this, first I'm groaning and griping about how boring this summer has been and how I don't get enough hours at my job. Then an amazing thing happens...I get hours at work. And what do I do? Royally complain about how I hate being at work all day and I'm 19 years old and my life is just oh so terribly hard. I just hate how bipolar I am...It's awesome.

HA. I mean real talk...sometimes the most difficult part of my day is having to get off the big leather couch to get the pistachios and remote control off the OTHER big leather couch. Yeah I'm a problem I know. And yet it's funny how I religiously count all the frustrating moments in my day so I can tell my friends just how emotionally draining my day was because...well, God forbid someone take my parking spot at Anthropologie (bless my heart).

 I'm suddenly wondering how different my day would sound if I counted all the good things that happened in one day as apposed to the bad. It's like that old saying goes, "What would you have left if God took away everything you didn't thank Him for?" Yep...I know what you're thinking. All you would have left is the cold air in your car and your venti latte from Starbucks. News flash! LIFE IS GOOD. Yes, I am aware I don't know your life, but I guarantee it is better than others. Be glad! Especially if you are a believer because this life you are living right now is your Hell. It only gets better from this point on and THAT is something to be glad about. "For me to live is Christ, but to die is gain."(Phillipians 1:21)

 So quick, take one small break from getting your nails done or that golf game that you just gotta finish, and thank the Lord for the many blessings we don't give him credit for. It's like Max Lucado says, "Instead of complaining the wait is too long, thank God for extra minutes to pray."(Unless you're in line at the DMV, because those waits are long.) I don't know if this sudden revelation is because it's raining outside and I'm listening to John Mayer, but boy am I humbled at the immense amount of grace God has shown me. Take a few minutes and I bet big bucks you will be too.

My flesh and blood.

So I'm not sure what your typical family looks like, but I'll give you a glimpse of mine because let's face it...pretty much everything in my life good or bad is because of these goons. And if I do say so myself, we are KINDA a big deal (see that's funny because we actually arn't...at all). SO:

--Dan- Actually a superhero..ok well he basically is. Just your everyday hard working dad... just 4 inches shorter than you would imagine (he makes up for it with his killer banana pancakes and love for Christ)

--Jackie- The overdramatic yet spunky mother you wish you had (her cooking is so good it would make Paula Dean say bad words...oh wait.) She is also kinda a MILF, which provides steady competition for her daughters (jokes..kinda).

--Brett- Oldest therefore he is clearly the favorite although the parents would debate me for hours on that. Don't believe me? This is a classic morning:
"Brett we made you scrambled eggs, an omelet, bacon, toast with butter, toast without butter, every flavor of cereal every created and coffee brewed from 15 different countries."
"Brianna, Kaitlyn...here is half a pop-tart to split."

[OK OK....maybe it's not exactly like that...We each get an entire pop-tart.]

--Kaitlyn-Ah the middle child. Probably one of the weirdest people I have ever met which explains why we are pretty much best of friends. Seriously though there are few people I know who can handle my concerning sense of humor, let alone respond in a way that makes me look tame. After having a conversation with the both of us is when you would say "GOSH YALL ARE SO RELATED." But really...we shouldn't be allowed in public together.

--Bailey- No way could I leave out the pup of the fam. She often responds to the not so normal names we call her such as "sweet baby muffin breath" or "SLUT!" (kidding!) She is shedding an ungodly amount of hair that is the cause for my mother losing her sanity... but she can't help it! She is losing her winter coat sheesh!

Then I guess I should be addressed. Not much needs to be said except the important things...Pranking people gives me an unhealthy amount of joy (stories to come), I will back hand you so hard if you hate on my friends and family, and the joy of the Lord is what gives me hope each and every day.

Sooo combine all of us and BAM...you have one big, weird yet flipping sweet family that I will (most the time) proudly claim as my flesh and blood.

What's really in a name...?

Yes..you caught me. My last name is Basik. I know clever huh. Well, I will say having this last name does have some perks...like starting a Blog called "A Very Basik Life". I mean I thought it was kinda clever. Anyways, so I recently decided I really don't have a cool enough life to start a Blog. Then it hit me. It hit me hard as a rock. I mean it was almost like an actual rock was flying mid-air and just smacked me in the face..(enjoy that visual). No ones life is THAT interesting! Sure, some people live in New York City and write about a super cool French painting they watched be painted that day...but average bloggers don't I repeat don't have that cool of lives. So I guess that's why I started this. Because I thought "Well...why the heck not blog?". I'll see how this whole "blogging about my life" thing goes. Acutally...I guess WE will see how it goes because if you are reading this you are about to either watch me make a complete and utter fool of myself (which let's be honest...may be fun to re-read and laugh at) or watch me write wicked cool stuff. So for the time being, this is my way of hopefully adding a tiny bit of spice to the most ordinary and basic moments in life. Anyhoo, enjoy or go to the top left and hit that tiny red X button and no hard feelings. Oh and one last thing, Jesus Christ is easily the most important thing in my simple little life. So, If it's gonna bother you when I write about Him, than go ahead and just stop reading...you heard me. Stop reading, and like I said earlier, you can just tap that tiny red X and be on your way. But if you're still reading...well than by golly looks like God has a hold on you too friend.