Monday, December 20, 2010
A Baptist and a Catholic walk into a church. . .
This blog is going to be about how I moved to the big city and found that I hate it (mostly), gave up being a fundamentalist (practically completely), traded my Goodwill denim for H&M polyester (except for the emergency pair of overalls in the back of the dresser), and learned to fake being middle class (middle class stinks). Along the way I picked up a new faith tradition, a couple of interesting but financially nonviable college degrees, a crushing amount of loan debt, a Roman Catholic husband and a cat with thumbs. Stick around and we'll see where all of this is going.