So, I have never considered myself much of a follower. But, I am finding that the older I get, the more I am drawn to fit in. As a mom of two, I am always looking for ways to connect with people who find me interesting for more than just my ability to rhyme (although, I do find rhyming pretty darn cool). So, I have struck out into bloggiville.
So, here goes.... I am a mom of two, wife of one :) and follower of Jesus. That's right. I said it. The J word. I never saw myself in this life. I figured I would be a globe trotting missionary, with a new adventure everyday. I am not globe trotting, but, I am having my own little adventure right here in my tiny house, with my tiny children and two not so tiny dogs (OK, one is obese, not actually a "large breed dog"). The adventure began when I married a not-so adventurous guy. He is practical. Lovely. A wonderful calm to my anxiety-driven nomadic ways. I have no idea how to cook. I have a desire for a clean house, so, when I am stressed, I do my best to conquer this mess. Its the paradox in my life. I long for change, yet thrive off of order. After three years here, I am still learning to live in a small town. I am also still learning how to be a good mommy where cooking, scrapbooking, homeschooling and anything involving hotglue do not exsist. These things are not me. And, at times, I find it difficult to fine other gals who would rather watch a football game than talk about the latest craft idea they have discovered. My children will be ADHD because they watch more T.V. than the Nelson crowd and I am pretty sure that my youngests first word was off of a snoop-dog song. Needless to say, Im not the domesticated, squeeky clean midwest mom you would think. But, I am learning to love who I am and where I have landed. So, here goes, hope my new little adventure, we will call it "blog-trotting" is, at the least, more entertianing than a Lifetime movie marathon (I like to set those expectations pretty low at first;)
