In The Beginning

After months & months of saying,

•  "I should start a blog" 

• "I'm like real clever & I think IM funny" 

I decided, since I have the afternoon free of  mommy duties and my work seems to be finished, what the heck today is thee Day.

(in advance grammatical and punctuation errors are not proofread becuz it isn't how I write, its all about what I'm typing)

My life seems either reality show gold or blog worthy.

So......
 HERE IT IS!!

Ladies & Gentlemen
Boys & Girls
Cats & Dogs
Astronauts & Cowboys

Introducing the college started, cosmo completed, party retired, 9 month experienced Mama....
ME!!

Lets start by saying life has changed A LOT from the past 5 years to now & EVEN MORE from the past 10 years. But I don't feel like I really started enjoying life to its fullest until 5 years ago. Which is RIGHT where it all begins.

The story of Blanche and the beginning of my blog.

Around this time about 5 years ago I was just starting to really leave the whole corporate America scene (aka the job that everyone seems to had or is working, a number taking nomad at, lets not name real names, but it rhymes with Tells Largo and FationSide)

I was sick of the non changing everyday schedule of a non-brain routine (which at this point in my life you would think I was bloody ILL from stating), but I just couldn't see me in it forever....around this time I started to frequent a Sushi Bar in the area that seem to become my mecca of total release and "me'ism". It was there that I had met the most amazing people that I truly began to see were MY Des Moines family. Home away from home. My drop me off at home I'm Blanched friends.

You know them and we all have them. The friends that would sit next to you in a jail cell saying "crap we messed up....it was fun....but now what".
 Than you look over and say "yea man,& I just used my 1 phone call to order  pizza",
you embrace in a high-five and are totally content with your situation.

If you were a Downtown DSM frequenter you know
and Miss this slide as much as the rest of us. Blanche
in her own habitat.

If you missed it The Blanche began 5 years ago...I was a Karaoking, Long Island Drinking, socializing fool.

My moto:
"You can't really enjoy the weekend if you Don't start drinking on a Wednesday"

Soon after that Blanche was brought up as the oldest lady name that started with a "B", & it stuck. Sadly was also the name of the slutty Golden Girl, let me state for the record, THAT WAS NOT WHY.

Blanche wasn't so much a name as a state of mind where ya just kind of forgot there were people around. You were singing off key, the wrong words and dancing like the whitest person you know, but when you looked around the smile you brought to someones face laughing at you or just enjoying the show that was what you were there for.

So what at that time you did your math that $20 would buy you 4 Long Islands and you were done for the evening, you were there for laughs and memories, fuzzy or otherwise.

Blanche was a great gal. 

The Woman, The Myth, The Legend.