So it begins...

For the past 20 minutes I've been curled up lazily on the love seat in my parent's home perusing The Pioneer Woman website and desperately thinking of something I could do on a Saturday night.

Then it hit me, like a large wave in an otherwise calm sea hits an unsuspecting shore (that was for you, Mrs. Mossman). 

I'm pathetic! How can any self-respecting 24-year old have nothing to do on a Saturday night? I'm washed up! I'm old news! I'm way too fond of exclamation points!

If you know anything about me, you know I am a doer. Even when the very last thing I want to do is take responsibility for something, when push comes to shove, I usually find myself more involved than necessary (hence the groans, nods, and rolling eyes from all my past group members). 

It's a bad habit I need to break. Quickly.

Nevertheless, I decided right then and there I am out to prove to the world that I, a 20-something-unmarried-Christian-school-grad, am not washed up, pathetic or old news.

I am vivacious! I am exciting! I am daring! I still have a weird obsession with exclamation points!

And, I am lucky enough to share this journey for you (yes, this is the sentimental part).

Over the next, well, indeterminate length of time, I'll share with you how I find hope, peace, joy, happiness, fun, and sanity in my everyday life.

I hope you'll share a little bit of your life with me, as well! 

Cheers! (as my late debonair great uncle used to sign his letters) 

Meagan