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The Birth of Two Bacons

Perhaps you're scratching your head because Two Bacons is grammatically incorrect.  Maybe you've not even realized that Two Bacons is grammatically incorrect.  Or, perhaps you stumbled across this blog because you just googled "bacons".

Honestly, I'm not sure I care how you got here, but welcome!

My name is Jenn, last name:  B.  I live in a small town located in South Central Texas (SCTX).  I'm married to my Forever Wedding Date (FWD) and together we have one amazing daughter (The Kid).  When I first started blogging many, MANY years ago, she was 2, so I primarily wrote about all the ridiculous things that would happen - New Parent (Mis)Adventures, if you will.  Well, that blog died when I tried to switch blogging platforms.  All of my content is stuck somewhere, probably in the cloud and I can't figure out how to retrieve it.  I lost 2 years and 294 posts and I'm not bitter about it at all...

This go-round I've decided I'm going to write about whatever I feel like.  Family, Friends, Work, Pizza, Yoga Pants...literally, whatever I feel like getting off my chest.  

I hope you'll stick around and enjoy yourself.  You'll learn that I try my hardest to curb my swear words, but sometimes I can't.  There's a bunch of sayings about girls like me - a few of them are "I love Jesus, but I cuss a little" and "somewhere between Proverbs 31 and Tupac you'll find me".

I'm a prescription toting sufferer of Generalized Anxiety Disorder and Mild Depression, so you'll read about some of that.  I generally have good days, but there are some bad ones too.

You'll notice that my posts will be on the longer side.  It's not to punish you, it's to paint you a picture.  I want you to feel like you're with me, where ever I may be that day.  I'd like to say that all of my stories have a moral or a lesson of some sort, but there's a possibility they won't.

There are tons of people I love to pieces, but I truly only have about 5 friends.  I like to keep my inner circle small at all times.  I have tons of "friends", but only about 5 I would call to tell them if I had an accident and peed in my pants.  Does that make sense? 

I should probably add that I consider myself one of the most funny people I know.  I don't generally embarrass easy (example:  I could be rejected on a Kiss Cam and have the video go viral and not care, but today I walked into my daughter's school with no makeup and wanted to melt into the floor - it's about balance).

Until next time... 
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