Me or not me?

This morning during our walk Handsome Husband mentioned that he wondered what people (who didn't know me personally) thought of me because they only read my blog. This spurred an interesting conversation.

The things I write are only a part of me and one perspective on what's going on with the Mayor of Crazytown. I am not a rampaging, picketing, psycho-path who is unhappy and bitter about being a dealt a less than stellar hand. The opposite is true. I am very happy. I love my family. I love my life. I love my dogs. I love my friends. I love the Church. I love to laugh and hang out and I love have a good time. If you don't already know these things, then you don't really know me. So what is "me"?

So me.

So Not Me.



So me.

So Not Me.


So me.

So Not Me.

So me.
So Not Me.

So Me.
So Not Me.

So Me.
So Not Me.

* I totally ripped this idea of someone's blog, but thought it was a cool idea. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.