Hi there! My name is JJ, but ‘round here you can call me the Blah Blah Blahger.

Did you hear the one about my pet goat as a kid? Or about the best online dating email of all time? What about the roomba/dog diarrhea episode? Or my observations of the 6am gym crowd? I’ve got to tell you about the time I wore Ann Taylor to a rave or the time I broke my cooter on the jungle gym of death.

Believe it or not, there’s more where that came from. Everywhere I look, I see stories. They build up behind the day-to-day routine, get stuck somewhere between the office and the aisle full of fine wines, and sooner or later I just have to BLAH! This blahg is the perfect outlet.

Readers of the Blah Blah Blahger get the benefit of this overflow of chatter. On any given day you might hear my stories about: DIY projects, conquering my fear of the kitchen, building a photography business, creating a castle out of my condo, entertaining, and balancing work and real life in the OC.

I love wine, weddings, trashy novels and chick flicks, Diet Coke, my niece and nephew, design shows, Jesus and Mariners Church. I’m sassy and adventurous, I have the coolest friends and family  known to man, and I’m trying to incorporate more color into my wardrobe, but am failing on a daily basis (the friends still love me nonetheless!).

Most of all, I love to tell stories, and I’d love to hear yours!

Poke around, find me on the tweeters or the face space (finger poke – quick, name that show!) and feel free to email me anytime!