First Blog Ever.

To be quite honest, I hate blogs. With a passion. And a fiery one at that. Seems kind of odd, doesn't it? Here I am, a girl the age of 18, writing on a blog she claims to hate. Ha. Well. My best friend/younger brother Drew and my mother both influenced me enough to start one. What is the point of a blog anyway? Is it to just ramble on about random things that happened during that day? Is it to prove a point? Why on Earth am I doing this??!

I also hate free writing. Mainly because I'm really bad at it. I think in incomplete sentences just like I've written here, and I tend to go off on wild tangents and switch subjects often. Some may say it's ADD, or ADHD or whatever, but I don't think so. Needless to say, if I'm just going to ramble about today's happenings, you'd better learn to keep up. It's gonna be quite a ride. :]

Well, today is my dad's birthday. Well, let's be clear. Today is TECHNICALLY my Step-dad's birthday. My parents were divorced when I was two, my mom married Steve when I was seven, and my father died when I was nine. Well, I'm 18 now, and Steve has been my dad for longer than my real dad was my dad. Anyway. Today he turns 38. He'll probably hate me for posting that, but whatever. He can get over it. He'll love me anyway. x] ANYWAY. As I was saying. Today is my dad's birthday. Mom is making/made an amazing chicken dinner which we all call "Gramma's Chicken." It really is amazing. You bread the chicken with pancake mix, salt, and pepper, and a variety of spices that I didn't listen to when mom was telling me. Something about soul or chicken or sage or something. Who knows. Anyway. then you FRY the chicken until it's crispy and smells completely yummy. At the moment, it smells absolutely amazing. After you fry it, you cut up some celery and carrots and onions, and possibly a few potatoes. and then you put it all into a deep dish casserole, and put it in the oven. ohh it's so good. If you want to know the exact recipe with more specific measurements, go to my mom's blog. It should be right next to this post. I think. Krista's Krafting or Slaying the Dragon. x] Yes, Mom, I stole your Blog-post. But don't worry. Now you can blog about it too.

Anyway. I'd better tell you more about me, now that you know this amazing recipe. Well, sort of know. I guess I wasn't very specific. hahaa. My name is Michelle. I've lived in the same town my whole life, with the exception of 3 months spent with Dad and step mom. The house I'm living in now will always be home, no matter what. The scene looking out my back door is amazing, and even though I complain about it, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I feel like I'm living a Journey song. I'm literally a small town girl, living in a lonely world. And for the longest time, I wanted to take a midnight train to anywhere but here. I'm going to college in the fall, to major in Biology and Pre-med, to be a Research Pathologist. My facebook will tell you that I'm in a relationship, and I'm quite happy in it. :] Luckily, he's going to college closer to me than what he lives now. So, there you have it. That's me. This is Home.

(Bee tee dubs, I took these pictures today with my brand new camera!!! It's a Sony Cyber-shot with the new sweep panorama option. Pretty cool, eh?)

I guess I'll not post again tonight... isn't that how it works? only one post a night? Ohhh dear. What have I gotten myself into?

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