Everyone knows that Wildcats come from Kentucky and they’ve heard plenty of Jeff Foxworthy jokes. BUT… if every single sentence on your blog contains the word “I,” you might be a narcissist. If every conclusion you make is about you then you definitely are.

Most people grow up eventually. But some people just start high school drama all the time.

But if I ever meet her I’m going to shake her hand. “Aww, it’s so nice to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you! Know how I did? Reading your DAMN BLOG!”

As for the Wildcat thing Mark made me put this picture here.

And says, “Your training is complete… Now join me an we will rule the Universe together!”

Anyone have any objections to me changing my name to Ann Steel?

Seriously… Any objections?

Everyone can talk about their favorite place in the world, but my favorite place is in Knoxville, Tennessee, wherever Mark is. When I look back, I don’t know why I didn’t come sooner. It sure feels good to be home, in Tennessee, where things are always sweeter.

The Wreckers: Tennessee

(Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PBEF9wQX_Y)

I listened to that song over and over while I was in Kentucky.

Yesterday, we got to eat the best burger in Knoxville at Coyote Joe’s. Today, we get to watch my first football game of the season (my favorite team!) with friends I feel like I’ve known all my life. Later on, we’ll go to my first Blogfest.

And then, we’ll come home.

To our home.

The Wildcat and the Volunteer are finally together.

Permanently.

I’m moving to Tennessee!

We really found out who our friends were at Mary Breckinridge Hospital — maybe two or three — and the rest can kiss our asses! In Knoxville, Mark’s friends became better friends than I ever had in Leslie County. When they ask you how you’re doing, they really mean it. And when they say they love you, they really mean it, too.

At this moment, we’re right where we need to be. We’re right where we belong. We’re soulmates. Right where God intended us to be, and nobody can keep us apart.

Mark, I love you with all my heart. I’ve never met anyone who’d fight this hard for me. You proved it… you proved your love. Because you stuck by me when no one else would, you showed things that no one else ever has. Your showed me what true love is.

And for that, all I can do is return that and say, thank you so much. 

Kenny Chesney: Better as Memory

(Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBgNbSA4WdM)

But he finally met somebody he can’t just be a memory to.

Oh, baby… I love you.

Always.

So to all the ladies before me, thank you for moving over so the Wildcat could move in!