This book is Volume One in a series journal entries are just that - entries from a personal journal chronicling the thoughts about my life that sometimes rumble around in my (mostly) empty head.



Please do not read too deeply into them. I am still a young (*choke*) wife and mother trying to figure it all out, and I certainly do not have time for a stay in the loony bin because somebody thought too hard about one of my muddled mutterings of uncompromised genius.



So, please get comfortable - maybe with a cup of coffee or hot tea or copious amounts of an alcoholic beverage - and prepare to be enlightened.



Or grossed out.



Or deeply disturbed.



Or entertained

(depending on whether you opted for coffee, tea, or booze).





And remember:

This is only volume one.