Day 1: The story of my life in 250 words or less

I decided at the very last minute {5:49pm on April 30th, to be exact} to participate in a blog challenge called Blog Every Day in May. The challenge and link party is hosted by Jenni at Story of my Life. She has provided her readers with blog topics and prompts to get our minds flowing to provide you, our readers, with legitimate content for you to read.  SO. Bare with me people, as I respond to these prompts and attempt to share more personal details about my life over the next 31 days.  For those of you who really could care less and don't want to read paragraphs about my life... then I assume you're here just to check out my awesome craft projects. I thank you for being here either way. I won't let you down, because I am really excited and proud to show off my recent projects. I'll try not to disappoint.  Without further ado...    May 1, 2013 Topic of the Day: The story of your life in 250 words or less (or one paragraph... no one will be counting your words... probably)
I grew up in Northern California with my sister, who is a year younger than me, and my parents. My life hasn’t been too thrilling overall. I'd like to think that I was pretty much the perfect child, no broken bones, no fun stories of being a rebellious teenager. Like literally… I snuck out of the house once to get ice cream at Baskin Robbins. Wild child, this one.

The most memorable part of my life was the summer of 2003 when I started hanging out with some kids from my best friend’s high school. I was 14 years old and those “kids” were boys. Little did I know {actually I knew pretty quickly, but it took a few months to admit} that one of those boys was going to be the first and last boyfriend I ever had. Luckily he {John} was more obsessed with me than I was with him. {lol! I still make fun of him for that.} So then we started dating and never ever once “needed space” from each other. We turned into an old married couple pretty quick and stuck with it all through high school and college. Then we got married and lived happily ever after. The end.

Just kidding. I still need to write 50 more words…

Once we graduated high school, we went into turbo letsseehowfastwecangrowup speed and graduated college, bought a house, got our masters degrees, had a beautiful wedding, sold our house, bought another house and now we’re for sure living our happily ever after.

The end, for now.