Hello There :)

Hello There :)   

   Wow, I actually did it. I made a blog. I've been thinking about it for a while. I made a google account months ago with the intent of blogging. I've been mulling over catchy and creative title ideas for weeks. But then life happened. That ever happen to you? Life. It's such a pain. But today I put on my big girl panties (Victoria's Secret ones at that. Yeah, I'm fancy.) and said, "Enough! I'm doing this!" And then this happened. I've got a title and domain and page and all. I'm pretty impressed with myself, if I'm allowed to be. But this is my blog, so I say I'm allowed to be.
   Oh! Myself! I guess you don't know who that is. Myself is me, Erin. Established in 1992. I'm so old!! D: I live in the itsy-bitsy little state of Delaware. Yeah, we exist! (I had a teacher at college last year ask me where in North Carolina it was. Needless to say I'm no longer attending that school...) Let's see, what else would you like to know about me... I'm a "teacher" at a daycare and I absolutely love it. I play with babies all day. Literally. Working there actually inspired me to change my major from Veterinary Tech to Elementary Education. Here's to hoping I actually stick to this one! I'm extremely indecisive about my future and what I want to be when I grow up. In one day I can go from wanting to be a vet, open a bakery, be a teacher, or a Victoria's Secret model (my mother's idea, not mine). Maybe when I turn 20.5 years old in May I'll have it figured out. As you can probably tell by now, I'm pretty random. I'll demonstrate just how so. Are you ready for Erin in about ten lines? I really don't think you are.
   I'm a pescetarian; I haven't eaten meat in almost three years. I'm a dancer. Like, pointe shoes and sparkly outfits dancer, not a pole and dollar bills dancer. It's pretty much my life and my passion. I have a mentally challenged cat; she has Cerebellar Hypoplasia, so she can't walk, she just sort of rolls and stumbles through the house. But she's okay, I promise! I...I sleep with a boy. Everynight. His name is Mo, and he's my two year old Papillon. He's the cutest thing I've ever seen and I love him entirely too much. Seriously. There's more pictures of him on my phones than of anything else! I majored in Environmental Science in high school. I can tell you the Latin names and descriptions of about 100 plants off the top of my head. Nerd, I know. I have two friends. I'm obsessed with jewelry and nature. I'm one of those eco-freaks. I can quote Titanic, The Notebook, and Tangled word for word. I'm obsessed in love with Brenton Thwaites. Look him up, but don't get your hopes up. He's mine. Jenna Marbles is my idol in life. I look forward to Sexual Wednesday every week. My best friend and I even have Ninja Turtle Backpacks. (Stick around long enough and I guarantee you'll see it). I also live for Tuesdays. Can't get enough of Abbey Lee Miller and those Dance Moms!! I write songs and stories and all kinds of nonsense but no one ever sees a word of it. I'm pretty OCD about my hair.

Ignore my face, but this is me and my Mo <3

   Finally, I like to think that I'm an amateur arts and crafter. Decoded? I really like to experiment and attempt all the nifty things I see online (I'm very newly on Pinterest and already obsessed!), but...How do I put this nicely? ...I suck. I'm a failure. They just...don't ever turn out quite right. They kind of look like some of the projects that come out of craft time in the toddler room at work. And as I gazed despondently on one of my most recent mishaps, it dawned on me. I can't be alone in this, right? There's plenty of people out there just like me that want to be in the DIY world what Carrie Underwood is in the country music world. Perfection. But just as I can't hit or hold those high notes like Carrie (or any notes for that matter), I can't seem to make Modge Podge act as my third arm. So this is for all of you out there. May my tales of attempts and (let's be honest-) failures help you to feel as not as alone in the world as you thought. And I'd so much appreciate it if you could help me to feel the same way! Let me know that I'm not alone. That you share my DIY and creativity struggles. That your "Super Simple" sock bun ends up looking like, well, this, too...

   So now I have a blog to document all my misadventures. Why entitle it, "And then this happened..."? Because that's pretty much how my life goes. I try to do one thing, or make something happen, and then something completely different does. Like this blog. I originally got on my computer to do my A&P homework. And then this happened. Catchy, right?! I thought of it on Monday, when I went to work with blue highlights. My explanation? "Well, I was bored this weekend, and my mom had blue hair dye in her closet (She's a professional hair stylist), and then this happened..." BAM. Blog title = my life. But I want to know about you. Let's be internet friends, and get blog-faced-wasted. Leave me comments on here, this very blog! (It'll make me feel kind of popular, like a mini-celebrity. Me and Mo all my friends will celebrate with Titanic and ice cream in my room a party or a night out dancing). If you're as embarrassed as I, until recently, was about my lack of creativity, shoot me an email. I'm awful at responding to them, so don't get offended, but I promise I'll read it! And feel free to follow me on Pinterest and Instagram! Just because I only have two friends and my dog doesn't mean that I'm not open to more! Well I think I covered everything that website about writing a blog said to. Sooo that's about it for now. Look at me, writing this like someone is actually going to read it! Cute, very cute. Don't forget to click those links!

XOXO Erin