I don't know how to write a blog.

*Disclaimer: I am in no way a writer. I don't use big words and I heavily rely on spell-check. I'm fairly good at grammar, though...so I have that going on. And I don't even think I have the patience to proof read this, so #sorrynotsorry. I'm also basically computer-illiterate so it's kind of a miracle that I am even figuring this out.

Ok so here we go. This is the blog I was talked into starting. Where do I begin? What do I talk about? How do I make this thing all fancy and cute? Do I even have time to write this? No. Should I be stopping my kids from putting lotion all over our dog right now? Probably. Is this boring already? (Don't answer that.) My heart is beating really fast because I can hear that Sophia the First is about to be over which means my kids will soon be running in here to fight over the computer mouse. I'll keep this short-ish today.

So...maybe a little about me and how this all started.

1.  Champagne and Chicken Nuggets. Why?

 Because champagne, for obvious reasons...and chicken nuggets, 'cuz my kids love them and THEY JUST SO HAPPEN TO GO PERFECTLY WITH THE CHAMPS. Also, its a metaphor for my desire to be a fancy housewife but I have 2 toddlers that just ripped that dream from right under me. Champagne and Chicken Nuggets perfectly encapsulates my struggle between being fancy and wiping butts all day. SEEWHATIDIDTHERE? Cool.

2. Why do I think I am important enough that people would want to read what I have to say?

umm...I don't? I think as a young mom with 2 crazy (but freaking A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E) kids, people can identify with the silly shenanigans that are a part of our everyday life. Sometimes I am serious and sensitive, but sometimes I hate strongly dislike everyone and have a really hard time not showing it. I tend to say what I feel. Sometimes it bites me in the butt but sometimes it pays off. (I'd like to give a shout-out to my husband who OFTEN likes to remind me that not everyone appreciates my sarcasm as much as I think they do.)
 I believe in being transparent and honest. I believe in letting people know if I think they are crazy or not. (which BY THE WAY I am really good at discerning. I can't help it. I was raised in a family with a bunch of lunatics so I can easily spot one of my own.) And OMG I mean lunatics in a GOOD way so don't get offended, Mom.


I hope I answered all the imaginary questions I thought you might have. Feel free to let me know if I didn't.

...I'll just leave you with this picture of my 2.5 year old and my professional chalk rendition of Iron Man. Have a great day!