#NotLesbians

Well...hello there.  Nice to see ya.

We have decided to start this blog because our lives are a shit show. Yep. You read that right. A shit show.
Now, you may be thinking to yourself...but Amy...why are you happy your life is a shit show? Well, ladies and gentlemen, our lives are a shit show...but our lives are an absolutely awesome shit show. We have enjoyed (almost) every minute of the last 9 months. We have had some awesome adventures, and I intend on continuing these adventures.

Let me go back a bit. I will start by introducing myself. My name is Amy, I am 28 years old, and I am an alcoholic. 

No, no. Just kidding. This isn't AA, this is just a blog. (No, but seriously...we may drink a little too much.) My best friend (Do adults even use that statement anymore? Who the hell knows.) is Christi. 

It may not seem like it, but we have only been friends for 2-3 years. Crazy? It is. We say it was the universe trying to hold off the amazingness that would come once we became friends.

Let's start from the beginning.
Christi and I grew up in the same town.  We, actually, lived only a few blocks away each other.  She was a grade below me, so we only really just knew of each other through our school years. We had a few mutual friends, but never really hung out with each other.
We were lead to believe, for many years, that we did not like each other. I was actually afraid of Christi. Yep, you read that right. We look back and laugh about it now.

Our friendship all started when we were left alone one evening at Christi's house and had to have some conversation. We knew we both liked the Devils and Walking Dead.

Christi asked me if I would like to go to a convention and meet Norman Reedus. (If you know either one of us now....you know we LOVE Norman Reedus.) Obviously, I said I would love to go. Christi said she would drive, so she came to my house and off we went. It was a half hour car ride to the hotel where the convention was. The car ride there was awkward. We made small talk, but mainly just sat in silence.

When we got to the hotel, we had to by tickets to the convention because we only had our Norman photo-op tickets bought. We ended up cutting a huge line by accident, and there starts our awesome evening.
We found beer...obviously. Then we found this woman selling pretty epic glasses. Naturally, we needed them. She told us that if we could get Norman to hold the glass in our picture, we would get 2 free glasses. That became our mission.

We met the kid from Bad Grandpa before we went to our Norman photo. His manager tried to get us to come to their after party, and followed us all around. I think Christi even got his number. 

We had our photo with Norman. It was a short 30 seconds, but it was the best 30 seconds. He gladly held a cup. He touched my butt, put his arm around Christi, and he was gorgeous. It was from the second that picture was snapped that Christi and I became friends.

We drove to the convention in silence, drove home best friends.
From that day forward, our lives have been one big adventure.
A lot has happened between now and then. Bad relationships. Different friendships. Drama. But everything has happened for a reason. We have spent this entire year just living life.

We spend, basically, every day together. This has lead to our hashtag #NotLesbians. Because we are always together, people have assumed we are a couple.

We are not. We are just 2 chicks that are having the time of their lives.

This blog is to post our adventures. We threw around the idea of a YouTube channel, but for now a blog makes sense. Maybe one day down the road we will be making viral videos. Who knows.

Let the good times roll.

-Amy