I have a confession...

I love blogs. It's a guilty pleasure, really. People I know, maybe a few people I don't know, I love them. I've never been one to keep a journal, and I never had a diary growing up, but as I'm entering into this next stage of life, I want to have a way to remember the little things. It's easy to remember the big things, those aren't the things I worry about forgetting. It's the little things- the everyday things- that make up the days and the days that make up the years, and I don't want to forget them. This is for me. For us, really. A record of our life, the good, the bad, but more importantly the everyday.