Starting today I'm renewing my focus on my writing. I love this blog, and I want to make it into something better. I hope to help it grow and become truly reflective of myself as I am. Being a military spouse can be lonely and isolating, and this blog was created so that I could feel like I had someone to talk to when I felt alone. So thank you, anyone and everyone who reads my blog. Comments, and even page views, let me know that in some way I'm being heard. Thank you for being there and listening while I shovel emotional crap.
Okay, enough with the heavy. This past weekend I crossed a line. A big one. A big, nerdy line. I played a Dungeons & Dragons board game with my husband and our friends. And I even posted about it on Instagram (no denying it now).
My archer facing Shimmergloom, the lamest dragon in the history of dragons. I mean...come on....Shimmergloom?
I remember sitting on my dad's lap when I was a little girl and blowing on his D20 for good luck when he played D&D with his friends. I've never played "real" D&D on paper, and I think that this board game may be the closest thing to it I can manage. That being said, it was fun. We slayed the dragon, and I only died once (which is good for me). This nerd girl just got a little bit nerdier, if that's even possible.