Oh, dear me.

I would be an English professor's worst nightmare. I write in a fashion similar to the way I think. In other words, I ramble, my ideas are disjointed, and I write my thoughts as they appear, as though I'm reading a teleprompter. It is a difficult habit to break, as I often don't remember what I was thinking ten minutes ago. After re-reading my first post, I realized it warrants some explanation because it reads like a page torn from the exact middle of a book.

So. Here goes.

I'm a 23 year-old woman who's grown up knowing the importance of love, forgiveness, education, and hard work, thanks to the diligent, loving examples set by my parents and extended family. Though many of my life's lessons have been learned by experience, a number of them are from this wonderful source.

I'm married to my best friend. We've been crazy about each other for five years now. We got engaged on Valentine's day of this year, and decided to get married at the courthouse 2 months later, on April 16. On April 23, we closed on our first house, where we live with a dog, 3 cats, a fish, 2 frogs, 2 gerbils, 3 rats and a hamster. We also welcomed my 14-year-old brother-in-law into our home. That's a long story...

I love ladybugs. You have no idea.

I also love reading, crafts, and watching movies with my hubby.

I'm going to school to become a veterinary technician, an extension of my love of animals.

Annnnnd, that's it for now. Plenty more to come, I'm pretty complex sometimes.