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I'm ready for the world, so look out!

So I've had this blog open for nearly two years and have not dared to post. Wondering why that is, I realized a few things about myself.

1. I have a bunch of opinions about everything, and very little organization in my brain
2. I love to put my foot in my mouth
3. I sort of care what people think.

That being said, now that I'm 30 years old, happy in my own skin;  I've decided, I'll say what I want! Hey it's america, we have free speech here." Game on! lol


So for all those of you, who have lots of feelings, and don't like to poke fun at yourselves, I suggest you turn away immediately. This is not the blog for you.. You may learn a lot about yourself, you may not, but you will be thoroughly entertained.

I'm going to discuss whatever, whenever so please sit back , relax, and enjoy the ride.




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  1. congrats on your blog lady! interested to see what ya say! you inspired me to get crackin on mine!

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