You.

Last night, when I was looking for entirely something else, I came across this post from two years ago.  In it, I talk about my imaginary friend Kevin.  It made me realize a couple things, one some of you have been around FOREVER {how do I say thank you enough for that?} and two, I am seriously weird.  I feel better though that you all know that and you’re willing to still hang out with me anyway.

So, in the interest of a fun Friday, I want to hear from you again. 

Even if you never comment, make the exception today.

Tell me something about yourself, your lucky number, your favorite song, where you’re from, how you started hanging out here.  Something.  Anything.  Your dog’s name, your sister’s most embarrassing moment, the first boy you ever kissed.

Spill it.

I’ll start.

I talk too much, but you already know that.  Three is my favorite number.  My favorite song is Over the Hills and Far Away by Led Zepelin but, You and Me by DMB is a very close second.  I’m from O-H-I-O.  Uh, I started the blog because I needed friends in the computer when I started staying home with Finn?  Monty is our dog and I love him to bits, I found his little picture on the internet from a dog rescue and I emailed Dave that I wanted him.  Dave was vehemently anti-poodle but once he saw his shaggy little face, he wanted him too.  Once, my sister Elise got arrested in an attic.  And Larry {last name redacted to protect the innocent} is the first boy I kissed.  I totally looked him up on Facebook and I was going to write a post about that first kiss.  And two seconds later I thought, OMG what if he Googles himself and up pops a post about kissing a sixth grade Michelle and he’s like, who the fuck is Michelle?  

Mortifying.  In a sixth grade sort of way.

Right?

Your turn!  {Yes, even you…}