Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Beginning

So, I am starting (Thanks Kari for the push and well, the whole start) a blog.  What an odd idea.  I have sat here with a blank stare wondering where I start.  I feel like there is really no great place to return and begin.  Yet, it seems wildly confusing to just pick up here out of nowhere.   I will do my best to be informative yet, not make myself crazy trying to retroactively explain the how's and why's of where we come from.
                                                                                                                                     
My name is Lacey and I am Queen of the Sexson Kingdom.  That is totally a joke.  Unless, of course there is some royal value to being made crazy and covered in some kind of bodily fluid every waking hour.  In that case, I am certainly a royal leader of something likened to snot.  My whole Family is about to embark on an adventure to the other side of the World, literally.  From the small town we have been force planted in Fallon, NV to the place we choose to start over... Dubai, United Arab Emirates.  Why you ask?  It is not an easy answer but, to simplify it and make it smooth, I say we choose to take on the amazing opportunity presented to us and embark on the adventure of a lifetime.

I have met some true salt of the Earth lovely people in my life and some of them are in Fallon.  I try hard and I know, not hard enough, not to hurt the very few I have come to appreciate.  Jamie, you are one.  Your humor and candid, witty self-have been such a delight to know and love.  Kenny, you are another... simply, "Salt of the Earth good heart".

And some, oh Geez... ohhhhh geez the stories I could tell.  I won't though; I will leave this chapter of our life closed.   It has been good for countless hours of laugh and frustration.

We are nearing the end of Fallon, NV and beginning of something very different.  Please join me friends and well, whoever else chooses to follow along.  I hope to be informative, entertaining and most of all therapeutic for myself, as writing steals the crazy emotion and leaves it softly away from me enough that I am no longer stressed with the intensity as the person who can't see the whole picture because I am standing inside the frame.

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