Entry one.

I was nervous about this assignment, the thought of creating a personal blog. I've blogged in the past, I mean, I'm a twenty-something living in Nashville, the capital of young, hip, artistic and creative people. It was bound to happen. I think I quit because I felt less creative and more unoriginal.

It's a good thing this is an assignment and I'm being forced to write again. I'm pretty excited about it. I've had a lot of change in the last year or so, and there's more on the horizon. It will be nice to document the adventures ahead, in hopes that someone out there might laugh a little or be encouraged or stop a minute and think about something with different eyes. That's my motive, nothing hidden, nothing sneaky.

Adventure number one for this year-the arrival of a new puppy (in a very tiny city apartment, mind you). His name is Joaquin Phoenix (yes, we are those puppy parents) and he is roughly 10 weeks old. His breed, even better, is a mix between a Goldendoodle and a Labradoodle. That's what breeders call a Double Doodle. So, he's basically a teddy bear. We are proud parents, and he is one smart pup. Crate trained from the start, Joaquin is so well behaved, well, for the most part. My husband, Danny, has the discipline down pat. I try, but he's just so soft and cute, that it's difficult to do much reprimanding. When Danny is working, however, Joaquin gets a little sassy and likes nipping at his momma's hands and toes. I'm working on it, the more scratches the easier it's becoming!

I guess this is what we call the terrible two's...