Meet the cast.

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! Evangeline! Yay! Evangeline!
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!

Comments

[Denise]

of course, I'm the first. You're so awesome. I'm so glad to meet you.

[Jill]

LOL. Loyal Denise. Thanks for being here.

Did you know that Denise is my middle name? I was almost "Denise Jill" instead of the other way around, but my parents didn't think that sounded quite right.

I also could have been:

Heidi -- my mom's favorite fictional character from childhood.

Kimberly -- the name that my dad wanted. Which is weird. Because so often people mistakenly call me "Kim".

Ginger -- there's no good explanation for that one. Except that I was born in the 70's.

[Meg]

My fiance's name is Eric. I never call him Eric. When forced to refer to him in the third person, I have forgotten his name before...more than once...to his mom too.

[Jill]

Meg. I have two questions.

1. What do you call Eric, since you don't call him Eric?

2. Would you still marry him if he forgot YOUR name?

;o)

[Nazurah]

Your daughter is so pretty! &&photogenic too! (= Anyway, I'm just one of your readers from the other side of the world. Just wanna drop by here and say hello to you.

May you have a nice day!

[Megan@SortaCrunchy]

Mama don't take my Kodachrome away . . .

Do you feel at all concerned by the fact that my girl crush on you gets bigger with each new post? I love this About Page. I HATE that we live many miles apart because I most certainly DO think we would get on famously.

You are the brevity to my loquaciousness.

You and your Nikon and your breviloquence inspire me daily. I am thankful a thousand times over to Rachel for introducing us to each other.

[Jill]

Nazurah. Nazurah. Nazurah.
What a beautiful name. Like music from a far-away land...

Megan.
In the words of Michael Scott:
"People ask me, would you rather be feared or loved, um easy, I want people to be afriad of how much they love me".

And it's funny.
In the some of the dearest relationships of my life, I AM the "brevity" to the other's "loquaciousness". Thanks for pointing that out to me. LOL.

If I didn't already have a blog title, I'd have to go with "breviloquence". You rock.

[Meg]

1. I call him Chuk, which does not sound like Chuck. It rhymes with book. It's part of an inside joke from the very beginning of our relationship.

2. I would still marry him if he forgot my name. It's only fair.

[Jill]

Meg.
Oh how I WISH I could tell you my "pet name" for BKG. But I gotta keep that one locked up in the vault. If I let it slip, it would give him license to unleash a tirade of embarrassing information about me.
:o)

[Amy]

I love me some Paul Simon. There's a good chance we'd be friends. Thanks for stopping by!

[Kristen]

I know the birthday is upon us – I have spent many a minute today perusing the archives looking for the post that contained the countdown with no avail. When is the day my friend? The card I found was mass produced but made especially for you.

[Di]

I figure at this point, I ought to introduce myself..I'm Di (Diane, really, but I answer to Di more often than not) I am a writer too - like you. And I hate the word blog, even more than I hate the category "Mommy Blogger" I'm still trying to figure out what I have to say to the world, and in the meantime, I stay home, take care of Claire, who is also two, and my husband, Dave. (We have three cats, too, who take pretty good care of themselves.)

Nice to meet you.

[jill]

"I'm still trying to figure out what I have to say to the world..."

Me, too.

Thanks for reading, Di.

[Jules]

I found your link through a link through a link. And already I love your style. Do you mind if I peek in on you from day to day?

[jill]

Jules - oh please do! Although, I'm "on a break" until I make it into the second trimester of pregnancy. That's when I start getting really emotional, so that should be interesting. LOL. Welcome!