Too much to say

Today at work, I had a conversation with my friend/co-worker/bridesmaid, EP, about the difficulty of  expressing one's feelings.  Not sappy, hug-a-friend-and-cry type of feelings, but simply the ability to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) and tell the world what's going on in my life.  I find that sometimes even writing in a private journal can be difficult when I have too much to say or don't know where to start.  To make things more challenging, a blog is not just an online journal.  Sure, I hope this blog will be an artistic outlet for me, but I also want my posts to be interesting and insightful for my readers.

To this end, EP gave me some great advice to get me started.  If I have so much too say that I don't even know where to start, begin with bullet-points and expand on a topic when inspiration strikes.  Good advice! So here it goes;

= I live in Albany, NY with my fiance, John.  We met about 2 years ago through eHarmony.  Yup, that's right.  We were both new to the Capital District and thought online dating would be the best way to meet someone with similar values and interests.  Joining eHarmony was one of the best decisions that I've ever made because it brought John and I together when, on our own, we may never have met.

= John and I currently share our 2 bedroom apartment with two cats, who traveled with me from Knoxville, TN.  One of the cats is 12 years old (from now on I'll refer to her as "Twitch") and has unexplained seizures.  She needs a pill every 12 hours to prevent the seizures and her medicine schedule pretty much rules our social life.  If we go out of town, or even if we want to have a late night, we have to pay a pet sitter to visit our apartment to give her the anti-seizure medication.  Or I have to stop what I'm doing/leave the party to go home and give her the pill, then I can resume my night.  Our other cat (I'll refer to him as "Kitten") is about 3 years old and pretty much normal.... except that he's a little "chubby" and he has a small non-cancerous lump on his hind leg and he likes to wake me up in the morning by incessantly licking my hands and he will play fetch if you throw a toy for him.

= I'm a microbiologist, specializing in mycobacterial genetics.  John is a box office manager of a performing arts center;  he oversees ticketing for artistic performances, concerts, and other events.  What can I say?.... opposites attract!

= John and I are getting married in 6 1/2 months!

= In addition to planning our wedding, we're also house hunting.

= Our parents may be meeting each other for the first time two weeks from now.

= John's best friend, CM, is getting married in June. We're traveling down to the gulf coast to attend the wedding and for John to serve as a groomsman in the bridal party.

= My fiance is member of the Capital District Trauma Authority, the first men's roller derby league in Albany area.  They have their first bout against the Quadfathers on the same weekend that our parents will be meeting for the first time. Oh boy..... a lot's happening that weekend.

I'll stop here for now, for fear that this post is getting too lengthy.  The bullet point format seemed to work and at least helped me get the ball rolling (thanks EP!).  This blog thing might not be that bad afterall.  I hope you keep reading.

~Sam