Bragging Rights

So this morning I actually got to brag about my boyfriend to my Starbucks girl as I was picking up my Venti Caramel Mach.!
You see, this is a big fete for me as I am usually having to cover up for my ex-boyfriends. For example,

Cover up: he wrecked my car when a deer jumped out in front of him. Truth: he stole my car and was drinking and driving and hit a fence post.

Cover up: he got laid off because they just don't have enough work, Truth: he got fired because of his bad attitude.

Cover up: he had to take Benadryl because of his allergies that is why he fell asleep in the middle of dinner, Truth: he is high off of prescription medications that he smokes and is addicted to.

Cover up: I forgot to pay my storage unit four months in a row that is why they sent me to collections, Truth: I was giving him money to go down and pay them every month and he has been pocketing it, I just found out that it wasn't paid.

So this morning my amazing boyfriend (who was not any of the previous guys obviously) had today off. Usually he has to get up at 4:15 am for work but today he didn't have to work and he was excited to sleep in. Last night it snowed a few inches so he got up out of bed this morning before I had to go to work and cleared all the snow off my car so that I didn't have to do it!! He is so great and I am so lucky that I finally have a man in my life that I get to brag about not cover for!!

Here We Go

So this is my New Years Resolution. To keep up with a blog. I have tried before.. a few times.. but to no avail. Until now that is, I am determined. This year I may actually have something to blog about!! You see, at 27 years old and a LIFETIME of searching for love... I think I have found it. Okay, I know I have found love but this time I think he is the one. I may have said that over a hundred times, but this time is different. (I hope) Before I get into all that love stuff though I think my first post should mostly be about me.


So, who am I? Like I said I am 27, almost 28. I have never been married. I don't have kids. (I know... shocking nowadays!!) I have serial dated continuously since I was in the third grade searching for the great love of my life. Here's another big shocker: I didn't find him in elementary school!! I have a crazy, wonderful but difficult family, old best friends that are my rocks in hard times as we grow up together and new best friends that keep me young and fun. I am a bit of a dreamer. I believe in the power of positive thinking. I love to laugh and do so all the time, especially at myself. I think I am hilarious! I thought I was going to be a teacher, but then after a year in the school district I decided I was a better student and went back to school. I am now working on a degree in social work. I love volunteer work, especially helping kids or the elderly. I have more compassion and empathy than I know how to handle which makes me seem like a mental patient with the amount of crying and tearing up I do in a day. It's not just sad stuff though, seeing other people happy makes me happy, hearing people laugh makes me laugh, seeing someone hurting makes me hurt. I am not sure why I have always been unusually empathetic, even as a child, but I am thankful for it. It's not a burden, rather, I think it's an advantage in working with people because I think that they can see that I truly feel what they are feeling. Sometimes people take advantage of that, especially past boyfriends. (More about those gems at another time) Let's see, I am a writer. I am working on a few novels and a screenplay for an hour long dramatic series. I am a dancer. I used to dance and then I taught dance at a studio and now I am coaching a high school dance team.

I am really going to try not to be all over the place with this blog... focus on one thing. But you may have noticed that I am terrible at that. I will ramble on about things, I will jump all over the place with my topics and I will probably forget to finish thoughts.... if you have blogger A.D.D. you will probably love this page!! 

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