In The Beginning There Was A Spinster.

A young spinster if you must know, at the ripe ole age of 26....

I know what your thinking, there is no way that a 26-year-old female could be a spinster. Well tough shit! I've decided that I'm going to be the exception to this rule. I've also decided that it's not going to be a perminent gig either just until I decide I don't want to be single anymore. Which, let's get real it could be like 3 months from now or 3 years (I pray to God it's not three years, but it could be so batton down the hatches kids this could be a bumpy ride!) So, I've decided I'm going to start my Spinsterhood early.

As a new Spinster I've decided to brush up on my cooking skills. Most of my co-workers and friends are privy to this, and I'm proud to say that I've made some very delicious things. I even made banana bread for Den Den (sigh). I want to try salt curing a ham. Now, I know that you can buy perfectly good hams in the store, but Salt curing something is a very valuable skill. What if I do perchance become a Spinter?? I would have to move out to the middle of nowhere and live off the land. This means I would have some farm animals, and it might come to the degree where I would have to salt cure something. I mean I know my imagination is running away with things as usual, but you get what I'm saying.

Also as a new Spinster, I've decided to be celibate. I know you're ready to check me into a pychiatric ward, but I assure you I'm completely sane. I know it seems crazy, but I have my reasons for it. I don't want anymore partners, and the next man I decide that I want near my "Danger Zone" is going to be someone that I want to marry. Like Seriously I want to marry. See, Not so crazy!

Well, that's all for this Spinster, as it is past my bedtime.