Well....I have to just start with this....I feel a need to write. Yes, a need. For a few years I've thought that it was a little weird and who on earth would want to read what I had to say. But today I thought....maybe, just maybe I'll write. I have so many thoughts rolling around in my brain from raising kids, cooking, remodeling our house, trying to get back in the work force....on and on and on. So we'll see what this turns out to be.

 

I will start with me. I'm 37. A mom of three: Ellie is 8, Owen is 5 and a 1/2, and Jake is 2 and a 1/2. And of course a mom to two dogs - a bad Labrador named Scooter La Rue and a very bad Border Collie named Frankie fangs.

This November I'll have been married for 10 years. Yeah....ten years....to Rob. Who can some times drive me nuts, but whom I love, love, love. We met at a bar and I actually picked him up. It was grand. I was 24 and having a gloriously fun time. He had black hair and blue eyes. I mean really who can pass that up? We talked and something spectacular happened. A bit of love at first sight happened. That was it and I was smitten. He told me (I think that same night) that he was moving to Key West. I thought well....we'll probably be broken up or I'll go with you. And six months later I went.

I guess that's it for tonight. Short and sweet baby. More tomorrow and we'll see where this leads...