Perhaps you happened upon this site because of Google search.
Perhaps you happened upon this site because a friend directed you to it.
Perhaps you happened upon this site because I left a comment on your blog.
Or, more realistically, you happened upon this site because you know me. You've probably known me for 10+ years. You're probably my mother.
Anyway, thanks for stopping by. I started this blog almost 2 years ago because I felt like it was the right thing to do. I felt like the world needed to here what I had to say. This was my first post. Riveting, huh? I guess maybe I thought that you might think it was cool that I had eaten crocodile before. My voice starting getting a bit better and more creative. I was mostly chronicling my adventures (and many, many, oh so many MISadventures with food and weight). Then I threw in a story about my cowboy boots. Then I started making fun of people and it's kind of all been downhill from there.
I may post about what I made for dinner or what bottle of wine I'm guzzling down at the moment. I may post about my friends. I may post about my crazy mom. I may tell you what's on deck to read next on my nightstand. I may tell you about an event in my hometown. I may tell you how much I want to smooch on my boyfriend. I may even get sentimental a time or two. Whatever it is, it'll be fun, and fun to read.
I promise I'm not writing to get a book deal out of this blog or writing to receive a bloggie award. I write because I love writing. I write because I'm pretty sure I can make you laugh - or at least chuckle - when I tell you stories about my crazy mom. I write because sometimes I have nothing else to do. I just write, okay? Wait, or would it be "type"? I type because I love typi...no, that's dumb.
I hope you enjoy reading as much as I love writing! (Typing? Dadgummit, this is plaguing me.)
