I apologize. The title is lame, but I just need to start this dang thing. I've had it going for the past 24 hours but just haven't sat down to actually write something.
So here it goes...
I'm Jill, a 23-year-old living in Alabama. Don't mistake that with being from Alabama. I'm from Southern California, born and raised. Nothing against people from Alabama, but I am so in love with California and all it has to offer and am so proud to be from there. Let's see, what else? I love my job. I am a sports fanatic (I cheer for every LA team -- and the Chargers but the Dodgers hold the #1 spot in my heart.), baking enthusiast, cooking adventurer, travel lover, unhealthy shoe obsessor, and often a girly girl. Anything else I'm missing? Oh, and I live with my boyfriend.
His name is Kelly. He will most likely be refered to as Pookie Bear from here on out. I know it's Wendys-commercial-cliche, but somehow it fits. Thankfully he's a guys guy. He choice in sports teams is questionable however. I love the Dodgers, he loves the Braves. He loves the Cowgirls, err boys, I love the Chargers. I love him and he loves me. I guess that's all that really matters.
When I told a girlfriend that we were moving intogether, she suggested a start a blog about it. Sure, why not put this trying time in our relationship out there for everyone to judge? Isn't that what our generation is all about? So here it goes.
Wish me luck.
Peace, love, and wintry nights,
J
PS- We're not really anonymous cohabitors. Or suffering from serial cohabiting. Every other witty name I could come up with was already taken. So throw me a bone.