I've thrown around the idea of having a blog for ages, but truly believe that I lack the ability to draw any "followers". I refuse to shamelessly market myself, so feel free to let others know about this blog if you like it. If not, that's fine by me. I'm going to pretend that no one reads this so that I can ramble on as I wish without the constant fear of judgement.
If you've found this blog, it means you probably know me. If you don't, here's a quick overview. I'm in my 20s, married, 2 kids, house in the suburbs, good job with a company I believe in. Pretty much the most average person you will meet when viewed on paper.
When one chooses to delve further into my existence and get to know a bit about me, they'll find that I'm a bit crazy, a bit wild, have enough energy to run circles around most people, and I swear like a sailor. I was raised in the country but my heart belongs in the city. I am constantly torn between my "roots" in the country and my constant desire to run head first into life in the city.
Thus the title of my blog, Shotguns & Stilettos. A friend once suggested it to me, and he was spot on (Thank you Josh H). I spent most of my teen years running around in fields in three-inch heels. I can out-shoot most of my military friends, and I can do so without chipping my nail polish. I can paint a house, track a deer, throw a hatchet, and drive a manual transmission. I can also write a legal contract, speak another language, and debate with the best of them. I have the best of both worlds, but find myself constantly at war with myself about where I belong.
So, I guess my hope in writing this blog is that I sort out my brain. Or rather, bring these dueling sides of myself into harmony. I invite you to go on this adventure with me.
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