WWTMU? is born.

It's never too early to try and get an acronym going. It will catch on too - it will be like WWJD, but 1000 times more badass.

So I used to have one of these and I've been thinking about getting back into it for years, but I can never seem to get my shit together and get it done. Like exercising. Or being responsible.

I do love to talk though. I talk insane amounts, from the time I wake up to the time I go to sleep, which obviously means I have a pathological need to be heard. So I'm going to talk to this blog. Why, you may ask? Go on... ask.

I was telling my friend today how I gave myself chicken pox when I was 10 because my sister caught it and I hadn't ever had the chicken pox and didn't want to be left out. I thought it would be like missing out on a "rite of passage". (I will expand on this later).

Anyway, I felt completely justified and normal while I was telling that story, but when he looked at me like I was still contagious, it dawned on me that I have many similar stories... and I figured it might just be time to resurrect that old timey idea of putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard), and laying it all on the line.

And thanks to my sister and best friend for doing amazing drawings for the header. That will defs help get this project underway. :)