Introduction

So this is my first blog. Normally I find an outlet in IMing my friends at work, and I don't know why anybody would want to read about such dull things, but I've decided this blog is for me. If I happen to have people read it then I ask only that they do not judge me solely by my deepest thoughts and feelings. I am living in UT, but I don't like it here. It's too confining being so close to mountains. I need wide open spaces (thank you, The Dixie Chicks). And it snows here. It's been a goal of mine for as long as I can remember to live somewhere without the fear of snow and ice. I've found that place: Oregon. My husband's from there. Temperate weather all the way. A lot of rain, but I like the rain. I would much rather pray for rain than snow, but I feel selfish if I don't pray for snow because farmers need the moisture. My proudest accomplishments in life include graduating with honors from HS, moving to Alaska on a whim with no job and no place to stay (which is NOT like me at all!), spending a summer studying in Russia, graduating with a bachelors degree in Russian from one of the top foreign language programs in the country, and marrying my husband. What I'm not proud of is holding my feelings back, stealing a sucker from someone when I was in middle school, and my incurable compulsion to tell little white lies. It's a fact that I am socially awkward when it comes to people my own age. I relate to middle-aged people, old people, and kids. Unfortunately I have little interaction with old people and middle-aged people, and I love kids so much but feel sorry for not interacting more with their parents, who are my age. I am a voracious reader and will perhaps blog on that in the future. I like to cook (now that I've realized that I can), but I hate to clean (who doesn't?). I hope this gives you some insight into who I am.