Have you Met Miss Jones?

Hello! I am (shockingly enough) Miss Jones. Actually, to be completely accurate, I'm Mrs. Jones. But at church, all the kids call me "Miss Jones" and it matches the wonderful old song, so why not go with it? After all, even in the song it says, "Now I've met Miss Jones / And we'll keep on meeting / 'till we die." So I'm pretty sure that means they got married.

I decided it was high time that I start a blog. I don't expect it to be much, and it may take some time before I start sharing it with people other than those who randomly stumble upon it. But it's here. One of my big dreams is to have a wonderful blog once I have children, where I can share photos and experiences and fun things. Also not-so-fun things. It will probably be a while before there are any children, but I might as well start practicing now. Plus, I figure it will take some time for me to stop just writing gibberish and rambling on incoherently and start creating actual content. But I don't have to that yet. Because right now, the blog is for me (and me alone).

It is three days after Christmas and two days before New Year's. I've pretty much decided that no one should have to work during this time. The office is practically empty, I can't concentrate, and I've only really done about an hour of work today. Which (I know) is dreadful, but how can they expect me to work when no one is here? And when the holidays are still in full lazy mode? Plus, I can't really start my New Year's resolutions until New Year's Day. And that is still two days away. Luckily there is only one hour left until I get to go home.

Mr. Jones called earlier to ask where the yeast and the flour were. I'm not sure what he's making but I'm pretty excited about it. I'm also very excited about the Chicken Parmesan that I'm making for dinner. Basil, tomatoes, cheese, garlic, organic chicken--it really doesn't get much better. Tomorrow, I'll talk about the coming year, and what's in store (or at least, what might be).