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Well, its about time, huh? I mean, you all care so much about the mundane, trivial, and absolutely fascinating events that  comprise to make up the life of Hillary Jean Hayes-Leonard.  So–my gift to humanity: documented proof that I exist. 

     I am so sick and tired of facebook. Here’s the history…I was one of the late-bloomers for the Myspace craze. I joined right when it was ceding for facebook. So I myspaced for a while, and eventually graduated to big-girl panties and created a facebook. It was so much more sophisticated. It WAS. Well, facebook is irritating now. I really really despise getting online and all I want to do is communicate with friends and such, but get distracted by the wall (no pun intended) of horrific nonsense that assaults me. Its like I’m minding my own business and Bam! I’m hit in the face with, “So and so just became a fan of the Holy Spirit,” or “So and so is a fan of water.” Really, you’re a fan of God? Why dont you just get the t-shirt “Jesus is my homeboy” that all our beloved celebrities were wearing several years ago? Thats how annoying it is. Or how about being “poked”? You know what, very few people on this planet would get away with poking someone (I mean, even writing that sounds perverse) in ordinary life. So why on earth is someone I went to highschool with (but wasnt really friends with) able to poke me—a married woman—on facebook?! Ridiculous! I’m done with that nonsense. 

    In case you didnt catch the sardonic tone of my blog title–I’m being facetious. Yet, there is an element of my life that is absolutely fascinating and many people are interested in keeping up with her. That’s right. My little Cosette Amelie. So while Matt and I are fascinating (as you will continue to find out), Coco will be sun of this little universe. So–keep up.