I joined Facebook in ... 2005. I had to use my Peru State College email address because as Bestie Betsy said, "They only let college kids in." Bestie Betsy. She was still a sophomore ... she hadn't even yet begun law school. I was living in a shitty apartment, I was newly married, and it was way back when your status updates started with, "am" or "was" because your linked name always came first. We were babies. Lord have mercy. 2005.
Fourteen years ago. I was 22. I've been to Australia, Rome, and to divorce court. I've gained a baby and lost a gall bladder. I dance in kitchens, listen to Indie music, and slow music, and country music. I dream about Texas and being a full time writer and bed and breakfasts. I kiss a little boy goodnight, pray for a little boy during the day, and love a little boy every single second of every single day. Oofta. I have made some CHOICES in the last 14 years. Some good - some so gratifying that I carried them with me during the trying years. Some were scalding, terrifying, and wrong. Wrong. I have been wrong. But in the 14 years since I posted my first status update - I have grown. And THAT is what we're really all trying to gauge in the end anyway. xoxo, B. |
. About Moi .I love, love, love flannel sheets and I am really passionate about lists on post it notes and most of the time I'm sad that no one else is as excited as I am about Diet Mountain Dew. I also adore run-on sentences. And if you need an awesome virtual assistant, who is full of personality and really good jokes? Email me. I'm your girl. This website uses marketing and tracking technologies. Opting out of this will opt you out of all cookies, except for those needed to run the website. Note that some products may not work as well without tracking cookies. Opt Out of Cookies |
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