The Tree Stalker

So Saturday before last I'm bumming around the house like I normally do on Bobby's work weekends, and my doorbell rings. Well the welcoming committee (aka the dogs) told me someone was here before the doorbell actually rung. I was on the phone with B, went to the door and walked outside (have you ever tried to talk to someone over 4 barking dogs? Kinda difficult). 

It was my tree stalker. 

This guy has been coming by my house on & off for over two years asking to cut down this dead tree in my backyard. Business card and everything. 

Testing, testing... 1,2,3

Welcome to my very first blog post!  I'm just a normal chick from nowhere Alabama that has a very entertaining life.  One day I thought... why should I keep all these funny stories to myself?  So here I am. 

On my blog, expect to read about the stuff that I get myself into during the week (I mean, I couldn't make this crap up!), my not-so-great Pinterest attempts, my medical journey to a diagnosis, and much more!  

After you hear a few of my stories, you will know why I named my blog "Bad Luck Jenn".  When my dad had his first stroke on Friday, February 13th, 2009, a streak of bad luck started in my life that hasn't seemed to end.  I'm thinking I probably broke a mirror, but I always thought that was just a myth. 

But in all reality, life is what you make of it... and even though funny, unfortunate things happen to me... often... I'm very lucky.  I have a job when unemployment rates are sky high.  I have my health (sort of). I have a roof over my head and food in my fridge (even if my mortgage payment is late and my fridge is bare sometimes). And I am loved.  

Tune in tomorrow.  I promise to make you laugh. 

<3 Jenny