The Beginning

As a little kid I used to think everyone was leaving me out and naturally I didn't want to miss out on the parties going on around me so I picked up a phrase, "what about me?" Here's an example:

ME: Mom, where are you going?

MOM: I have to go use the restroom.

ME: What about Me?

MOM: I don't think you want to come with me this time...

or another example in case that last one was a little too confusing,

MOM (talking to the whole family): We're going to go to the movies this week as a family.

ME: What about Me?

MOM: Reegan, when I say "as a family" that means you too.

I was a paranoid little girl hoping I wouldn't be left behind. My mom said it wasn't a rare occasion when you heard a squeaky little voice coming from the back seat of the car asking, "But what about Me?"

So when everyone started blogging about their lives, the lessons they've learned, or new hobbies they've picked up on I heard myself saying, "What about me?"

So here it is. It's all about me this time. No more getting left behind, I'm jumping on this bandwagon.