First's

Not sure what got me thinking about this yesterday, but I started thinking about my "firsts" in life and what those lead to..... perhaps a commercial or something?  I dunno.  But felt like I'd go with it blog wise.  Probably yet another boring blog, but hey, gotta keep up my boring blog reputation, right!? lol

Firsts.

At 16, I got my first car.  1991 Geo Prizm.  Red.  (same as this one, but this wasn't a pic of Susie..yes I named my first car)

I used this for transporting myself to and from school, work, church, to and from friends house..... AND for the infamous railroad jumping.  How the hell that car survived is way beyond me. 

At 18, I got my first Email. 

Unfortunately, email accounts did not come with....

Because, I was the gullible 18 year old that when I got the email that I was the only known family member of Prince What'sHisName and was gonna get millions of dollars once I "follow this link".  I actually did click that link.  Which equaled the blue screen of death.  My first of many.  Ah, there's another first for ya.  My first blue screen of death.. age 18.  Computer age, 2 weeks old. 

Over the years, email has become a major resource for me.  Especially now living in another country.  Over the years though, it has kept me connected with friends, and allow me to become friends, and even best friends with people I otherwise would have never met.

At age 19, I received my first college degree. 

Only to discover that between the time I enrolled in the program and the time I graduated, income had drastically dropped because the degree I chose became less desirable.

This of course lead me in January 2006 to begin the journey through nursing school and obtain a degree that is in high demand literally everywhere in the world.

At 21, I got my first cell phone!

Nothing negative on this one.  I have never looked back and love the mobile phone.  But good LORD they were large back then.  I needed a larger purse just to carry the damn thing!

At the age of 26, I left the country for the first time!  AKA First stamp in my passport!

Only negative is the fact that I got super motion sick on the plane to the island and on a boat while there.  Otherwise was a peace of heaven in the Caribbean!

Easy to see why, huh!! lol!  Over an hour in that little thing!

Sigh.. I need to lose some weight! Oh and to be in my 20's again!!! (I NEED A TISSUE!!!)

 I still have that passport though.  And it has many more stamps now.

At age 27, I took my first trip farther west in the U.S. than Illnios.  Viva Las Vegas!

Sadly, said "I do" instead of running like hell like I should have!  Oh well.  Pretty much lead me exactly where I am.  The night after the funeral wedding, I spent the night gambling and having one of the best nights of my life with my best guy friend.  One of the 10 wedding guests.  My surprise guest, my very own wedding crasher.  Later when the divorce happened, I told that friend in one of mannnnnnnnyyyyy emails we exchanged over the years, how I hated that all my memories of trips, especially Vegas included the asshole.  That very friend told me to focus on the good parts of the trip.  The times with my friends, my niece, and our CRAZY night of gambling.  The night that I took $200 out of my ATM not once but twice...that I didn't even remember until I saw the receipt the next day.  The "mute" dealer.  The other gamblers who were confused on why we weren't married.  And if I just got married, why was I out at 3am with some other guy.. "where is your husband".  That friend would later become a much more important person in my life.  Two years exactly to that night later as I sat for hours waiting for divorce court, the only person keeping me calm was that friend on FB Chat.  I was feet away from my soon to be exhusband who was becoming an ex because of abuse reasons, for hours that day.  It seemed like weeks though.  However, I had a friend, although 11K miles away, to keep me calm.  (thank god for modern technology).

Several months later, well, that same friend inspired this new blog, and started my new journey in life.  Here is a picture of me and my "friend" the night he crashed my pre-wedding dinner.

 Look familiar?



This was my face of surprise when I figured out who the hell the random guy standing talking to my family was.

It was none other than my love.  <3

I started this blog entry and had a different ending in mind.  I had many other "firsts" listed and outcomes from those first.  (don't worry, nothing perverted, sexual, or blackmail'ish... is that a word?)  But, it has turned and twisted.  Kinda like life I guess.  I guess basically life isn't about what we plan.  (nor is this blog apparently) It's what happens while we are busy making plans.