Not to Get All Garth Brooks on You but...

When I was a girl I knew exactly what I wanted when I grew up: I'd move to Myrtle Beach, marry the lifeguard, have some babies, divorce the lifeguard and raise my beautiful children all on my own. I badly wanted to be a single mother, and the lifeguard fit into that plan like a hook in a fish. I'd dabble in movie stardom, go horseback riding and operate on brains, and at night, I'd return home to my precious latchkey kids who'd have a warm dinner waiting for me.

Alas! Cue that song about thanking God for unanswered prayers. I met Cody, fell in love, and now I'm heading three hours east to marry him by the sea. The next time I write this blog I'll be what I never imagined being: a happily married woman.

In the meanwhile, artist and dearheart, Margot Miller, will be guest-blogging. Take good care.