You see the thing is that i in reality have something against keeping anything that has even a hint of a journal but my daughter just turned two yesterday and i had sworn on the day they cut me open to get her out(childbirth) that i would keep a record of things for her to laugh,weep and hopefully get embarrassed about when she is 18
so there i was yesterday trying my best to keep what seemed like a million very fast and crafty little hands from grabbing fistfuls of the yet uncut birthday cake for my Sacha and yes her pair was in the mix, when this thought occured to me-
i live an odd life,odd in the sense that am forever meeting the oddest of people and the oddest things seem to happen to me.Maybe my fairy godmother has an odd sense of humor--ya,so this thought occured to me,why not share my odd life with all of you,something might appeal to some odd H.B( read human being) out there
so here goes, WELCOME TO MY JOURNALING JOURNEY!!!