Court, apparently you don't have to show up

Hungry dog, tried to eat his way through the door. Paint hides anything though right? Wrong!

Dog eats his way through door so the bathroom is the next option. Still hungry he eats just the top layer of the linoleum, picky little thing.

When this all fails he instead tries to eat/dig his way to China. What you are seeing is the concrete slab the house is sitting on.

Yesterday was my first day ever in a court room. I was absolutely panicked, even though I am the Plaintiff in this case I was still nervous. As mentioned previously in another post about public speaking, I am not good at it, will never be, and am usually terrified that I will pee down my leg in fear. Keep in mind I am the one who sued in this case and I am being completely honest in the allegations I have made. I have no reason whatsoever to be nervous, after all they are the ones in the wrong. I dressed up nicely for the event because my mother taught me well. You dress professionally out of respect for the judge. Um, was I the only one that got this memo? Apparently the dress code was flip flops, jeans, and a ratty folder full of crinkled up papers or worse yet, nothing to defend your case. I even had an older gentleman mistake me for an attorney. While it was flattering (the old lady pantyhose must have indicated to him a position of power) I said, "No, just a regular old girl." Now I've been known to change my major a few times, drastically change my career goals, etc. But not once have I EVER had any desire to be a lawyer, never. I'd rather pour pickle juice in my eyes to be quite honest. I'd like to think I'm pretty at good at anything I put my mind to, but let's face it I would suck as a lawyer. I admire anyone who can get in front of a room full of people to argue something and not faint.

Anyway, long story short, I sued my previous tenants for terminating their lease 9 months early, not giving proper notice, non-payment, and a lengthy list of damages to my home. Above, are just a few pics of the damage the dog did. He ate door casings in the master bath/master bedroom, chewed the linoleum in the master bath, tore a giant hole in the carpet, chewed on cabinets in the bathroom, ate the window sill, and tried to scratch his way through the doors in both. Hey but they left the house clean and "let" me keep the security deposit so it's ok right? What makes me the most angry is I tried to negotiate a plan with this family so they could get caught up on other payments, such as their giant flexfuel, fully loaded Durango. I mean I thought I was being MORE than understanding. I was going to take a loss for 4 months until they got their tax check. Then they say oh by the way we are just going to move because so and so said we can live there free for 2 months. Hey "so and so" good freaking luck that is one hungry dog. What's even better, it was family. Word of advice, business and family generally don't mix on that level.

When I sent the accounting statement threatening legal action they agreed to meet us and discuss the payments. Again, I was understanding and agreed. We made an agreement that they would make 2 payments one in April after their taxes were filed and one in June. The best part was when the boyfriend said "we don't do shit like this where I am from, all on paper and shit". Really? Where are you from dude? The land of we just let people take advantage and then scoot out with no repercussions. Well, buddy, where I am from we don't take crap lying down and I am not about to let you walk all over me after you signed a legally binding contract. Period. Too many people get away with these things. I wasn't going to stand for it.

So when they failed to pay I filed and had them served by Sheriff at their doorstep. Like I said, don't mess with me because I don't give in easily. Yesterday was the date set by the court to appear. Am I shocked that they didn't show up? Not at all. The judge filed a default judgement against them and I was free to go. I took a sheet with additional info on how to garnish their wages for repayment. Basically, when they go to get an apartment or house in the future and they are denied they will think of me. And that my friend is satisfaction enough. I didn't do it for the money, I did it to prove two points: A) you are not going to walk all over me B) what part of LEGAL contract don't you understand.

So it went well by my standards I didn't have to present any of my evidence to the court since they didn't show up and I could finally eat again because my nerves had returned to a normal state.

A-

I know it's trivial and stupid but I'm really ticked off that I got an A-. I really feel I deserved an A. What difference does it make you ask? Well an A would get me 12 points towards my GPA and an A- only gets me 11.1 that's the difference! I know it sounds silly but I've been trying to get my GPA up so I can apply to PA school. The higher the better. I have some catching up to do since I had some business courses that didn't go so well due to lack of interest. So my goal was to get an A on every class from here on out including some scary courses like Organic Chemistry I & II, and Physics. I deserved the A but had one of those nit-picky teachers that has to find something wrong with everything. She was tough even on the homework. When I questioned her grading she even bragged about how many As she didn't award and that I should be happy with an A- grade average since most got Bs. It was a stinking freshman level class and she ran it like a drill sergeant. We had DAILY reminders about homeowork that was due in a week. Sometimes multiple daily reminders. Maybe it's just me but I feel at the college level you really shouldn't need someone to remind you to do your homework in highlighted print each day. Just saying.

Coupons

So I picked up this couponing thing in an attempt to be a little better with my money so we can afford Grad school and babies. I've been doing really well at it, got a couple things for free and made everything neat and pretty in my binder. I am not one of those CRAZIES like on TLC. That is hoarding plain and simple. Let's check back with those people in a few years and see how obese they are from all that processed food they are stock piling. I do enjoy a good deal on overpriced razors, shampoo, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and headache medication however. I still enjoy a good shopping trip at Aldi before I will buy from Kroger just because I might have a coupon or two. I'll always be an Aldi girl, no brand loyalty here. I'm cheap that's all there is to it.

I will admit though I got into a bad habit of just throwing junk in the cart and then being unpleasantly surprised by the total. Not sure where I learned that habit because my mom sure didn't teach it to me. I think after so many years of pinching pennies after I got my house I just was happy when I was finally able to spend money and not have to count every cent of it or worry about an over-draft. Now I've decided that if we want to spoil kids in the future I should be a little more money conscious. My husband is way ahead of me, he's just about the cheapest person I know but I love that about him. (most of the time)

So back to the coupons, I am so irritated that people feel the need to clear the friggin shelves the day the ad comes out. For example, there was a super great deal on razors last week. They were buy one get one free and I had 2 coupons. At CVS you can use both coupons since you are getting 2 items but what happens is the total of the coupons goes toward one product! So both razors were free! I was so pumped with my two coupons I skipped on in to CVS (no really I skipped I was that excited to get something FREE) and low and behold NO razors. Dude, the ad JUST came out. The sale just started that day. Oh I was so mad. Who needs 20 razors? I keep reading that places like CVS and Walgreens do not carry a ton of stock, understandable but come on, it's the day of the ad and they are gone, I'm willing to bet some nut job who most likely digs through trash cans, solicits their friends and neighbors for coupons, and goes through the recycling bin at recycling center, is to blame. If any of those things describe you, please stop! Buy 2 get your deal and go.

So today I went to Wal-mart to pick up "money-maker" items. I was also very excited about this because I've never attempted this feat. All I wanted was 2 bottles of 10ct Advil and some Dial lotion. Is that too much to ask? Apparently so because they were all gone. This is Wal-Mart we are talking about here so I don't want any excuses of "we just don't stock enough product" bull shit. Someone came and cleared the shelves. Are you telling me someones skin was so dry and flaking off that they needed 20 some bottles of lotion??? Here is the other thing. These people who let their "stock piles" take over their entire house, that's just dumb. Who wants to decorate their master bedroom with a wall full of cereal? And unless you have 10 kids how are you EVER going to eat that much cereal. I saw one episode where a family bought 540 yogurts (all of them had the candy on top so not necessarily healthy). Really? How can you eat that much yogurt before it spoils? On another episode this lady specifically said to her husband "clear the shelf"....of 62 mustards. Then the poor guy says "I don't even like mustard". Not to mention the fact that this show is completely set up. What cashier is their right mind would be happy about your 8 transactions and 100 coupons? All I know is the girls at CVS see that I have 4 and they cringe. One girl got so flustered when the total said -.20 that she voided the transaction 3 times before she figured out my coupons/extra care cash.

So that is my rant for the day, I'll keep couponing because I like to save money and I don't need 40 hours a week to develop a shopping list. I just hope people get bored with it and give it up or realize that maybe it wasn't a good plan to turn the garage/basement/bedrooms into stock pile shelters. I have a closet with a couple shampoos, toothpastes, toothbrushes and deodorant. That's good enough for me.

I just found this article. Thank goodness! It's about time they put an end to the craziness. Limits.

http://financiallyfit.yahoo.com/finance/article-113020-10125-1-how-to-get-the-most-from-coupons?ywaad=ad0035&nc

Well J-dawg is working AGAIN. It's a good darn thing we sleep in the same bed because I'm not sure when I'd see him. Really though we did have a good date night. We ate at Longhorn and came home until the movie started at 10:20pm. Is it sad that I really just wanted to go to sleep? That's a pretty late movie for us. We both were snoozing on the couch when it was time to go see the movie. We made it through though. We saw Hangover II. Let me just say, not at all as good as the first one. It lacked creativity in the story line department. I know it was Hangover II but did they really have to use the EXACT same story line? At least we used my Living Social deal and only paid $9 for two tickets so I don't feel completely robbed. I'm thinking Bad Teacher would have been a better choice.

I really need to be cleaning this house right now. It's pretty much a wreck but I'm not really sure how it gets this way when just one week ago it was spotless in the event that we had a showing while we were away. The laundry room looks like it just threw up clothes and my closet is much the same. One of these dogs stinks, to boot. I HATE a stinky house, but it's inevitable that every once in awhile you'll smell a dog around here.

I need to make a run to Wally World to get some glow sticks for the N.I.T.E. ride tonight. It begins at 11pm and runs almost 18 miles. I usually deck mine out with super tacky glow sticks for fun. It's a shame J-dawg can't come with us but I think he's pretty happy he isn't!

Yay for Date Night

J-dawg asked me out on a date tonight. It's been awhile since we had "date night". We've become such homebodies since we've been married. Not that either of us wasn't like that before. We love staying in with the doggies and watching movies cuddled up in bed but sometimes it's nice to get out once in awhile. It's a toss up between Bad Teacher and The Hangover II. I'd really like to see Bad Teacher personally.

Enough about C-bird-let’s talk about houses

So this blog is supposed to be about the adventures of C-Bird AND J-Dawg so I apologize for my previous self indulgent posts but I’ve always felt I needed to explain my craziness a little. I feel better. Not that you care but I do. Besides you can skip over the parts that you don’t want to read. No one saw you do it.

So J and I have entered into a whirlwind of house hunting, selling, and renting. Last year we started looking at homes that could be “our” home. We both own homes currently that we had before we got married. We rented mine out which turned into a fiasco in itself and we’ve been living in his. The problem isn’t that I think the house is too small for the two of us or that I need fancy upgrades it’s the issue of “HIS” and “HERS”. I’ve always felt that the house was his and not ours. I also would like a little more space eventually for munchkins. So after finding some homes that we really fell in love with we had to get ours on the market. Let’s face it, if you are trying to buy a house you better at least have the other one on the market! In fact in December we put an offer in on a bank owned home in Center Grove. There were so many hoops to jump through because we still had 2 existing mortgages (my house and his) that we ended up retracting our offer and deciding that it wasn’t the right time. I still think about that house…..

So we got ours on the market in April, we got brand new carpet in the whole house which made it feel like new. That’s when I first started thinking…”well if we don’t sell it there are plenty of things we can do around here to spruce it up a little”. We found another home that we fell in love with, it had an amazing cat walk staircase, beautiful cabinets, hard wood floors, and a 2 story living room. Long story short, that one sold too before we could gets our sold. I feel like we are being teased. Twice we’ve had buyers come through that really loved the home. The first couple came during a tornado warning. Picture this, c-bird, j-dawg, Dozer (a giant lab mastiff mix), and Oleander (rat terrier), all hunkered down in the truck across the street watching the sky so that these crazy people could come see our house! We ran in the door just as golf ball sized hail started falling from the sky. The realtor said, “they were ready to make an offer last night but decided to talk it over”. We thought we were in like flin! As it turns out there was another house priced just a teensy bit cheaper that they put an offer in on.

Then another showing, this one listed us as #2 on the list. I don’t know about you but I don’t settle for #2. I mean #2 can represent a lot of things like almost good enough but not quite, just missed it, runner -up, and poop. So that one fell through as well, I guess the other had a bonus room. Big whoopdy doo mr. we have a fantabulous deck. That’s all I’m saying about that.

It’s only been about 3 months but we went awhile without seeing ANY houses that we just loved. Nothing worth the added expense. I was ready to hang it up again. I really am pretty content staying in that house. Then I came across a foreclosure that was an absolute steal! It has most of the things we want for a price that cannot be beat (it must be filled with snakes the price is so good). So we are patiently waiting for our agent to get back with us so we can go take a gander. One of two things will happen, we will see it and understand why it’s listed at $50K below the average for homes like that or we will fall in love with it and be back to the dilemma of getting ours sold!

A rant about school and my peers

Oh the envy.....

I just have to get this one thing off my chest. I just want to say that it's been a hard long road trying to get through school while working. Do I know that others have it worse off than me? Yes, I absolutely do, but nothing sends me off the edge more than a spoiled brat. Everything my husband and I have, we worked for. We worked hard long hours to be where we are today. Both of us were working at very young ages. Things weren't handed to us growing up we WORKED for them. So when I see a student who has 3 classes and hasn't worked a day in their life, complain about how much time they don't have or how little sleep they get...I pretty much want to punch them in the nose. Add to that the fact that they will never have to repay a student loan in their lifetime. Am I a little envious? Yes, I will admit it, the thought of being able to go to school without the worry of getting my bills paid, student loans, working, or trying to schedule classes around my work schedule sounds pretty appealing. I know there are moms and dads out there that work, go to school, AND support a family so I am in no way saying my life is terrible but gosh darnit sometimes it wears me out!

Sometimes I wonder if I'd taken a different route, maybe finished High School at the public school instead of homeschooling and graduated with my class or had parents that handed me everything in life, if I'd be done with school and working happily as a Doctor. Everyone has that "what if I had done things differently" thought at some point in their life. Would I change things though, probably not. I am who I am because of the things I've gone through in my life and so is my husband. I think that makes us much stronger people and smarter in the way that we do things. So just to be clear, I love my life and am happy with my deicisions but sometimes I get annoyed by people who have fantastic lives but can't seem to pull their head out of their butt long enough to see it.

I think I’ve made a decision- 2011 Graduation Year

So, here I was, swimming through a sea of courses saying what the HECK do I want to do with my life. I know I want to graduate and I don’t want to be ordinary. I want to be extraordinary. What can I do that will make me feel extraordinary. I loved my nutrition classes, I enjoyed my psychology classes, and I fell in love with my Anatomy class. That was it, the passion I needed to finish came from that class. My professor was one of the most amazing professors I have ever had. He had a passion for the students unlike any passion I’ve seen before. You could tell he was excited about the material and that in turn made me excited to learn about it. I aced Anatomy and 4 others that semester. Still working full time I took 17 credit hours and got an A in each and every one of those classes. It was the boost I needed to get through.

So I started thinking, what can I do that will make the most sense. So I’ve decided to get my degree in General Studies and hopefully (I say hopefully because babies change everything *wink *wink) pursue my Master’s Degree. We’ll see how that goes, but at least I will have my Bachelors in August. I’ll just let life lead me through the rest, we will see. I’ll keep you posted. I'm pretty unpredictable.

January 2010- Let the studying begin!

I was so excited to take classes I genuinely had an interest in! I only took 11 credit hours the first semester back into science courses but man did it kick my bootie. For one, I really need to learn to get more guidance before I jump into classes. Here is the thing Physiology is BIOL N217 and Anatomy is BIOL N261. So, naturally I assumed Physio came first. As it turns out it’s a VERY bad idea to take Physiology before you’ve taken Anatomy. Where is the do-over card when you need it? I went from international business, studying maybe an hour for a test to studying up to 15 hours a week before a test for Physiology. That doesn’t include class time, lab time, and tutoring 4 hours a week on Sunday. (I know that some people study more than that but it was a huge shock to me coming from hardly ever studying). Hey Carissa, maybe if you’d studied like that for Macro you’d have done well in there too.

Bygones.

Despite the fact that I felt like a total failure after nearly drowning in Physiology I maintained that I wanted to do something in the medical field. This is where the true, change-your-degree-a-hundred-times comes in. First I decided on Clinical Laboratory Science, I thought it would be super cool to look at specimens under a microscope on a daily basis and have literally no patient contact. Then I got scared when I realized I’d have to quit my job for a whole year to finish the program so I re-evaluated. I killed so many trees printing out degree requirements for everything under the sun that had a science base. Sorry environment.

Then I had this bright idea. Pre-Med. Ok so maybe if I’d decided on this YEARS ago it would have been an option. But come on, I’m 27 and would like to have a family someday before my eggs die. I knew that just wasn’t possible if I devoted myself to Med School at this point in my life. Would it have been fantastic? Yes. Other things, life in particular, got in the way. Questions arose, what if I don’t get in, how will I pay for it if I do, how do I pay for anything if I get in I can’t work, what if I can’t hack it, what if I change my mind AGAIN, can I handle the demands of a residency program working 80 hours a week if I want to have a baby????

Ultimately I landed on nursing again. I could finish my first Bachelors degree in ANYTHING and then apply for the accelerated program. I did have several of the pre-requisites finished so it all I had to do was apply when I finished my degree. I looked at 2 schools. The one I wanted to attend would cost an additional $50K for 16 months. Let me just say here, I’m not one of those kids that got lucky with a scholarship because I homeschooled, my parents didn’t have the means to pay my way through school and I missed my chance for that anyway when I moved out at the ripe old age of 18. So you can imagine I have a little school debt looming already. I also didn’t think I would be happy being a nurse. No disrespect to nurses because I have several friends that are AMAZING nurses and love what they do but I just don’t think it was for me. I have my personal reasons and it has nothing to do with the profession itself.

So what to do……

6 Years of School and Counting – 2009

Back to IUPUI I go to finish my Bachelors degree in accounting and finance. I’m pretty excited because I just got accepted into the Kelley School of Business. I’m determined to finish up my degree and power through the next year. The Spring is rocky, Macro-Economics pretty much kicks my ass and leaves me limp and lifeless begging for more pain. Did I also mention I attempted to take business communications and intro to statistics and theory in the same semester. Talk about an ass whooping. Hello red flags, you nearly hit me right in the face yet I just kept on. I didn’t enjoy a single second of any of those classes.

I take it easy that summer and take history of the holocaust, interesting but as it turns out doesn’t transfer over to another degree as a history credit. :(

Fall- I attempt to retake Macro, Stats & Theory, and add International Business, Accounting 202, and Behavior in Organizations. Need I remind you I’m still working full time and carrying 15 credit hours. I can’t take the heat so I get out of the kitchen. I withdraw from 3 of the classes because I’m a sissy.

Around this time (with only a year left to graduate) I decide to hell with business I hate you. I have an ah ha moment where I realize even if I DO get through these courses am I really going to be HAPPY doing jobs that involve this crap daily?? Do I, the high strung, can’t sit still for more than 5 minutes, talks a mile a minute girl, really want to sit at a desk all day every day? The answer was clear to me at that moment. It’s a shame it hadn’t been clear before Micro and Macro Econ sucked the life out of my GPA.

So it's on to life science courses.....

Trailer Park Love

* On a side note, I wanted to google "trailer park love" and find a great image but really I was terrifed of what might pop up in my browser...this is the best I could do :)








2008 - I returned to Ivy Tech to finish my business degree so I’d have SOMETHING to show for all my schooling thus far. When I look back I know that God pointed me in this direction so I could meet my husband. If I’d done nursing there wouldn’t have been a chance in the world for me to meet him.


We joke that we met in the trailer park, in all reality we did. Let me explain. We had a class at the good old community college and rather than hold this particular class in the building someone thought it would be a good plan to conduct the class in one of the trailers outside. Hence, our meeting in a trailer park.

August 2008- Enter, Justin. As I am suffering through my business course, which involved public speaking on many occasions, I meet my then future husband. I think the fact that we both almost peed our pants every time we merely STOOD in front of the class was what brought us together. I was dating someone at the time but Justin and I became good friends during this class, leaning on each other for support. He says he knew he'd met his future wife the minute he laid eyes on me. Towards the end of the semester we started dating after of course I broke it off with my then boyfriend. We had some ups and downs, I had some issues coming out of a 6 year relationship and I'm not afraid to admit it. We got past it and that's what counts right?

I graduated that December with my Associates in Business Administration.

Back Home Again

Now getting back to the whole school thing, I took a couple classes online. Here is the line-up Micro-Economics, Intro to Drama (random!), Philosophy. What the heck was I thinking. I probably should have taken the C- I received in Mirco-Economics as a sign that I wasn’t meant for this sort of thing. Prior to that, I’d been a pretty good student, never less than a B in any class, EVER.

This is the year I also returned from Overland Park Kansas after being there for 8 months and deciding I just couldn’t be away from my family (if there had been a beach I might have stayed…). I was unemployed for the first time since I was 14! It was scary but welcomed all at the same time. It didn’t last long. I went back to Logan’s after a month without a job and pretty much said “hey I need to wait tables again” I started 2 days later. (I’d worked there previously). Meanwhile, I was still searching for another job.

I had another thought about going into nursing since I’d always been fascinated with the medical field. When I looked at the nursing programs I realized that finding an 8-5 job and going to nursing school could not happen at the same time. So I went for the job and continued in business. I started in my current job in July 2007 and have been there since.

A New Beginning in Tornado Alley-2006

http://library.thinkquest.org/03oct/01428/tornado1en.html

To begin the year I took a few business classes and a geology class for shits and giggles I guess. I had a decent job with a Logistics company making more money than I thought possible with no degree (come to find out it wasn’t much at all!) I kept taking the business courses because they “fit” with my 8-5 schedule and I thought I’d never find anything with a flexible schedule for a nursing program. Around this time I also experience my first big corporate let down. My company consolidated, this meant you move to Overland Park Kansas or you don’t have a job. I’d just built a house in 2005 so I was terrified of both being out of a job and/or the possibility of moving out of my house and what the heck to do with it.

I moved.

I took the money and ran. I thought Kansas would be a neat place to find a little more independence. Heck I even thought I might get to see a tornado! So I rented my house out to some good friends and took a leap of faith, just me, the moving truck, and my little dog Oleander. (When I talk about Kansas I like people to picture Oly and I as Dorothy and Toto) I thought it would give me a chance to reflect on some things, experience life outside of the realm of my usual support system and make a new name for myself even. I enjoyed it the first few months. I made new friends, one of which had a link back to my hometown! What a small world we live in. The 60 hour work weeks became too much for me. I switched to a supervisor position on a crazy 6pm-3am shift and just couldn’t do it any longer. I came home. Consolidations/corporate moves can be rough, everything started to fall to pieces so I jumped ship with a couple of my colleagues from my hometown as well.

College…years 2003-2005

College, it’s a shame I didn’t follow my dreams from the get go but I’d like to think God took me on this path so I could meet my husband since I did so in one of my most boring and painful business courses. Here is the break down….

2003- First Year- Nursing at Ivy Tech

Transfer to IUPUI – It appears that at this point I should have sat down with and advisor an made a plan

2004-I’m still taking classes on route to be a nurse

2005- A lot of classes that meant nothing to me like Math (for those of you who know me you know that I despise Math ….funny that I work with numbers now)

2005- Fall – apparently at this point I was on drugs (figuratively speaking) and thought business was a good route for me because I took my first business class. It might have something to do with the fact that I got my first corporate job this year.

Graduating FINALLY

Well I officially have one more class left until I graduate. It’s a bitter sweet feeling considering I consider myself the 8 year Bachelors student. Why did it take so friggin long you ask? Well I have an issue making up my mind. I often joke with my husband that it’s miracle I was able to decide on him (although at the same time it was one of the easiest choices of my life!...awe). Now as a disclaimer I do have a 2 year business degree and a certificate in Clinical Research so I wasn’t just lolly gaggy the ENTIRE time. These decisions seem so easy when you are a kid, boys want to be firefighters, truck drivers, lawyers, and doctors. Girls tend to lean towards teachers, nurses, veterinarians, etc. At a young age I distinctly remember wanting to be a veterinarian. I should have just gone with my gut. But life happened and I changed my mind several times while I was still young. (BC: before college) I covered a pretty wide array of professions, veterinarian, brain surgeon, forensic pathologist, storm chase (thanks Twister), dolphin trainer, marine biologist, and nurse. Just to name a few…..

Cut to High School….to make a long story short I had severe social anxiety and pretty much just didn’t like going to school (I loved learning I just didn’t want to be surrounded by people while doing so). My Junior year I began homeschooling to finish up High School.

That didn’t take long…removing the filter.

Well due to my intense boredom at the moment, I’ve put together a little montage of my college years because well quite frankly I hate being the 8 year bachelor student that people assume will be in school forever (although it’s a pretty good assumption). I know I said I wouldn’t bore you with the details of my life but guess what, it’s my blog, suck it up cupcake. I just want to tell my story so people will get off my back about changing my major so many times. To be honest with you, would I like to change the way I did things, maybe. Am I thankful for the life lessons, the broad array of things I’ve learned through multiple majors, or the fact that I met my husband in a class I may not have taken other wise? YES.

The standard first blog...

Everyone has one, the first blog, the tell all, the make me sound fantastic entry post. I don't really feel like "introducing" myself or my husband at the moment although I will eventually delve into the chaos that is our life. So for now I will just write until I decide if what I am writing is interesting or relevant. You see I've done this a few times, the whole "let's start a blog so I can spew all my feelings into words on the world wide web" thing a few times. All were fails. I started them at different points in my life, determined to write something fantastic, something people would follow, read, wait for my next post. I'm not really going for that this time. I have a feeling this will turn into one of those things our family views to check up on the happenings in our lives. Although I have a gut feeling they won't really check in on us until grandchildren are involved....hence the reason I've decided to go at this again. We hope that very soon babies won't be such an "in the future" type talk. :)