Thank you to my friends and family for encouraging me to get this blog “off the ground” and “out of my head.”
[Replacing the words to Billy Ocean’s “Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car:” “Get outta my head, get into my blog… ooohhooohhh”].
When sharing my experiences and observations, I’ll try to keep the tangents to a minimum; however, sometimes, they are so “out there” or lame, that they are pretty funny. Don’t worry though: I’ll always come back around. There is a method to this madness.
Authenticity is key; therefore, here is why writing is such a huge part of my life. Many who know me can attest that I hate crowds. I hate parties with lots of people. I do not do well with small talk. I’m the gal at a party in the kitchen because 1) I just don’t know what to say to people if it isn’t meaningful dialogue, 2) I experience energetic sensory overload, and 3) being “busy” is better than being “antisocial.” In this perfectly busy life, I don’t often get to sit at a coffee shop for hours discussing the philosophies of life [RIP Ike’s Truck Stop]. I don’t get to meet random people, dominate them in a game of chess, then drive 400 miles on a whim… all while discussing the philosophies of life. I don’t get to smoke a bowl, listen to my friend jam on the acoustic guitar, and write songs… about the philosophies of life [You know who you are….You are an amazing artist: Follow your dreams!]. With three kids, that life just isn’t practical or safe. So… in order to maintain my sanity, I must do something a little crazy: Spill it all in a blog. The safe and practical way for the modern-day philosopher [and working single mom; aka “A boss”] to share the love of ideas and learning.
[Songs that best caption who I am: “I’d Have To Be Crazy” by Willie Nelson and “Wide Open Spaces” by The Dixie Chicks]