Dancing through life.

Dancing through life, skating through life. It all sounds graceful. I am not at all graceful. I fall walking up stairs, walking down stairs, off my bike, on level pavement, walking, standing. I am pretty gifted at being clumsy. Though I don't want to be compared to a dumb fictional charactor who needs a vampire to keep her stable. I am grateful that I have not danced through life, or skated, or drifted. I have clumsly made my way these 28 years. I have fallen many times, taken tons of emotional tumbles, and though I have my scars and bruises I embrace it. I can't imagine what my life would be like if I had not fallen as many times as I have, or made all the mistakes I had made. I assume it would be boring. I also assume I would not be funny. Because lets be honest, if you don't make mistakes you probably don't have a sense of humor. How can you laugh at yourself?

"We're adults. When did that happen? And how do we make it stop?" Yes I can find depth in Grey's Anatomy. I am focusing on being an adult now. Sure I have technically been an adult for 10 years, but now I'm settling in to the idea of it all. I am looking to buy a house, not right now, but it's why I am living at home. Trying to save up money. I am thinking of my kids, the ones I plan on adopting some day. Mortgage payments, baby proofing a house...why is it I am worrying about things that are no where near being in my grasp? Do I worry because I desperatly want them? Am I accepting being a grown up and just fully ready to jump in? "We're adults. When did that happen? And how do we make it stop?" Amen Meredith Grey. Amen.

It's the start of something new.

Ok...here is the actual blog. Perhaps. I am ready to begin my blogging world again. I am ready to entertain, be entertained. I am ready to dive into my future plans, and take you along with me.

"Let's start from the very beginning, a very good place to start."

I am 28, pretty much always lived in California. Took a year off to live in central washington, where I was overwhelmed by the culture shock I experienced at first, but was so glad I did it. I made amazing friends there, proved to myself I am an independent woman. Thank you Beyonce for my new theme song. I enjoy talking to strangers, even if its just the brief "Hey, how's it going?" I believe I may be invincible, I haven't been proven wrong thus far. I have a weakness for purses, I feel you can never have enough. I doubt a person can ever grow tired of frozen yogurt. I enjoy judging homes, like on a bike ride I decide what I like or dislike about a house. One of the best feelings is laughing until you either cry, or vomit. I feel if you are driving and listening to music you should sing your heart out.

As Jerry springer would say "Be kind to yourself, and others"...or something like that.