Day 1, hopefully there will be a day 2

Hello and welcome to my attempt at Blogging. Iv been obsessed with checking out other peoples blogs for awhile now (mostly because i have nothing better to do some days) and finally came to the realization that I could do it too. In no way am I saying it will always be entertaining or informative or even politically and grammatically correct. But it will be about me, and my life. And if you don't like that, I will be OK. Life for me will go on basically just as it did before. So don't you worry your pretty little head about me.

Ok, so here we go, blog one. How about we start with the basics. Seems logical to me anyway.

I am 26 years old and live in Oregon. Whatever your opinions might be about the good old Beaver State, keep them to yourselves.  I love it here. Iv bounced around to Arizona and Louisiana and driven through pretty much every state between Washington to Texas and California to Missouri, I just keep coming home. Now I realize I cant speak of the other 47 states Iv never lived in, but I think its safe to say that I know where I belong. In fact the wonderful man I love and I just purchased our first home in Central Oregon. (I look forward to telling you all about it and the changes we will make in future blogs) Let me just admit a crazy fact about myself right now. I love everything about moving. No, really. EVERYTHING. I am an organizational freak of nature. Its a favorite past time of mine to purge the old, and organize whats left. I view every box I have to pack as a puzzle. And I WILL fill every square inch! Not to toot my own horn or anything (toot-toot) but after moving 10 times in the last 8 years (trust me I am not in the least exaggerating that) I think I have packing down to an art form.  I also love decorating, painting walls, DIY projects, re-arranging furniture, organizing everything, and then, just when my Family/roommates/ husband/whomever thinks they know where something is I change EVERYTHING. I even re-arranged the living room one day, and when my poor unsuspecting roommate came home late that night, and dared to walk through the house with out turning on lights; she tripped over the couch. she blames me. I blame the crazy lady that doesn't turn on light before entering a room.  Perhaps I should make them maps for my home and just hand them out at the door...Maybe.

Also Im a new Mommy. Well I say new Mommy because with two months of experience with baby number 1 under my belt I would hardly call myself a pro. Im still working on figuring out why the heck she is yelling at me half the time. After I change her, feed her, rock her, play with her, sing to her AND cry with her, and nothing seems to work, I am convinced she just wants to get back at me for giving her an eviction notice when she refused to leave my womb. But really she should have known better, hasn't she ever heard the saying 'mom knows best'? Or even 'get the heck out of my belly, mommy is tired of waddling'?! Oh well. she actually is a beautiful and great baby most days, and my family  love her dearly no matter what mood she is in. well, except our first born and very furry child, Monster. Our Wonderful dog is warming up to her, but still thinks its unfair that she gets fed every few hours and talked to all the time. We are working on balance. but quite frankly we tried to give him treats every few hours to make up for his loss, but he was starting to resemble more of a pig than a dog so we had to cut him off.

ok, so this is me. In short, Im a Mom, a Home Owner, a crafter/baker, an animal lover, and perhaps a crazy person... verdict still out on that. But I look forward to blogging and sharing. hopefully at least one person will read.