Dear Friends,
This being my very first full day as a blogger, I've decided to take it upon myself to post something substantial on my uber-intriguing blog. I racked my brain and attempted to think of something truly life-changing that I've done in the past few days, and I came up with nothing. Primarily because all I've done in the past few days is inhale food, watch Lord of the Rings, and sleep. So then I decided it was time to share with all of you non-existent readers that my favorite state is Kentucky and I am going to explain why (no, it's not because of Kentucky Fried Chicken. Okay fine, maybe that has something to do with it). One day my mother and I were driving through West Virginia. For those of you who have never been to West Virginia, I'm not sure you're aware of how lucky you are. Once you cross the state line, a kind of depression settles in the car and all you really want to do is turn around and go home. If you stay strong and don't turn around and go home, you're in danger of dying with absolute boredom because that state is never ending. The gray grass that looks as if it wishes it were green grows in little patches and the trees look as if they wish they were in any state but West Virginia. I didn't see any animals but squirrels, and that's probably because none live there. As far as people were concerned, well...I didn't see many. It is a truly miserable state. Anyways, we finally made it out of West Virginia. As soon as we crossed the state border, the brilliant state of Kentucky greeted us. Green grass that looked entirely too happy to be green and trees who looked genuinely happy to be there welcomed us with open arms and endless farmland and beauty made me never want to leave. We stopped at a gas station and it was the loveliest gas station I'd ever been to. I'm fairly certain that everything in Kentucky is perfect and one day I will live there.

Also, one time I had a date with a boy and it was a depressing one-the kind where he kisses you and then tells you that "really, we're just friends"-so, despondent, I drove home. Much like my experience with West Virginia and Kentucky, I was driving along Broad Street and BAM! There was a Kentucky Fried Chicken! So I went through the drive through and ordered fried chicken and brought it home and my sister and I devoured it while discussing the idiocy of high school boys. These are just two reasons why Kentucky is my favorite state.

Please tell me I did not just publish a blog post about Kentucky.

Love, Christie