Well first off, I should tell you that I'm overly sensitive and overly dramatic...and I started blogging in January of 2010 simply out of my love to journal. I thought this would be a great virtual diary for my children some day but then I ending up selling my children two years ago so that I could buy more shoes and purses.
Shitballs. Did I type that out loud?
I initially began blogging about my health journey after losing over 70lbs through calorie counting and running which eventually resulted in a mini tummy tuck in 2008. Then I transitioned into blogging about everything
boring as hell else in my life as well.
I swear on occasion (okay fine - I swear daily) and I'm an organizing, list making, color coding whore.
I work full-time and have two part time jobs...mostly because I want to own all the world's shoes and purses (and I have no more kids to sell) and oh yah...it helps pay the bills.
I believe Staples is the greatest store on Earth and all the world's problems could be solved if everyone had a planner and a few more Sharpie pens.
I am a self-proclaimed over-achiever who is trying to realize that imperfection is the definition of perfection. I am constantly searching to be and do more with my life. I honestly never knew how much blogging would change who I am at my very core.
I pretend to live in CareBear land
because reality isn't any fun, I fart gumdrops and I take baths in rainbow Skittles. My drink of choice is Mountain Dew because, well, I'm the epitome of class.
I absolutely hate "P" words or more specifically - anything to do with poop or puke - but you'll find that I blog about them constantly because Kharma hates me.
I'm the furthest thing from politically correct but I'd be honored if you'd come join me as I write incessantly about my husband Rambo, Drazil and Sheniqua, my kids, and my quest to find inner peace and self-love.
I swear, it'll be more fun than poking your eyes out with sticks.