Me. Jill G. "secret.genius"
I write this blog. I love words, but I hate the word "blog".
I got a Nikon camera. I love to take a photograph.
If you know what song that line comes from,
there's a very good chance that you and I are gonna get along famously.
I am in my thirties. I like it here.
I have a husband. I'm the lucky one.
I have a daughter. She lights up my life.
I believe that God loves and Jesus saves and the Spirit lingers.
I believe that this life is for learning how to love and be loved.
I believe that every day is amazing in one way or another.
I write at night. I write about my life.
My joyful, insightful, lyrical, loony life.
If you've enjoyed reading this, I dare you to leave a comment.
I double dog dare you. Come on.
You know you want to.
Or at least, I know I want you to.
My husband. His name is Brian. I never call him Brian.
Here on the blog, he's known as BKG. He takes good care of me.
When people ask me how we met, I say: "He just showed up at my house."
When we first started dating, I broke up with him twice. TWICE. But, it didn't take.
He'd show up at my house again the next day like nothing had happened.
So I'd let him back in. And then I married him. Persistence pays.
He has seen me at my Absolute Worst.
No makeup. Dirty hair. Hairy legs. Sobbing. Seething. Falling apart at the seams.
If he can love me like that -- well, what more can a girl ask for?
Oh. And the photo above is titled:
I Pity Da Fool Who Don't Bring Home His BLUE lunchbox.
My daughter. Her name is Evangeline Joy.
Also known as: Evie, Eves, Biddle-girl, baby-girl, Noodle, and Squirrel.
She is two years old. And she's a budding genius.
When she was an infant, I made up this song for her.
Although, BKG says it's more like a cheer. Ready? Okay.
Yay! She's pretty. Yay! She's funny.
Yay! She's gassy. Yay! She's hungry.
Yay! Evangeline! Yay! Evangeline!
Yay! She's pretty. Yay! She's funny.
Yay! She's sassy. Yay! She's sunny.
Yay! Evangeline!
