So a long time ago I was a single girl, sitting in Upstate New York, contemplating what I’d do with the rest of my life. I prayed about it. A lot. And I journaled. Online. Via Xanga. Any other xanga fans out there? Anybody? Anybody… Here’s the part where I’m real and share the link to my xanga. Don’t judge me; it’s totally not nice. Xanga may or may not have had a hand in my meeting Chuck. I may have stalked his xanga page. Like a villian. He was just so dreamy.
So that was then. And sharing was super fun. And a few of you have encouraged me to start sharing again. Sharing = caring. This is noooooow.