The Real Me

I'm pretty much years behind on everything. Bangs- A year after it was cool again. Skinny Jeans? Just got them this year. Uggs? About 2 years late, and coincidentally donated them about a year too early. Twitter- seems like five years after Ashton Kutcher made it popular. Blog- yeah, just got it, so you do the math.

I hadn't started a blog before because, quite frankly, I am really not that interesting. I read my friends' blogs' (is that even grammatically correct?) and think of how cute, interesting, and sometimes quirky, but awfully charming they are. Their lives seem way more fun, their children more well-behaved, and their days filled with more crafts, family time, and more hugs and kisses. Is their life really that hunky dory all the time, or are they really good writers?

This blog will pretty much focus on my quest to have control over myself, especially my physical body. I'm taking me back- well, that's the plan at least. But you need some background information. So here it goes.

First and foremost, I LOVE LOVE LOVE my family. I think the world of my sweet little one year old. I see such a bright future in my four year old's eyes. After 8 1/2 years of marriage and a fist full of years of dating before that, I still think my husband is witty and cute. My parents are such a big help to me. My husband's parents are there for us when we need them. Most of our siblings are in the area, and we are blessed that we get to see them often. My husband has a great job, and even though being a (mostly) stay at home mom is trying, I wouldn't change it for anything. I do work outside of the home here and there, so I think I have the best of both worlds. My husband and I both love coaching and helping people in our crafts- his being soccer, and mine being dance (and cheer up until recently.) I am active in my church, and am grateful for the associations that brings.

Whew, now all of that mushy mushy stuff is out of the way, here is the Real Me.