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Because I’m just this cool and I love to reminisce here are my #best9 from 2015. It was a sparse but solid year for my little blog. If you’ve got some time to kill these won’t disappoint. Cheers to another year of sharing.

1- THE CHILDREN. This came from a deeply hurt place. Maybe one of the most emotional things that I’ve ever written. On the death of everyone that you will ever know and one that struck too close to home.

2- HOW TO LOSE 7 POUNDS IN 12 DAYS. About that one time that my insides exploded and why my boyfriend has never looked at me the same. If you would like to laugh really hard at my expense click here.

3- PASSING AS RACIALLY TOLERANT. This was by far the most labor intensive post of the year. I did like real research and spent a lot of time fact checking everything. If you only read one thing may it be this one.

4- HOW I LOVED YOUR FATHER. A healing post that was truly written for my baby. It touched a cord with a lot of you past children of broken relationship.

5- SO YOU LIKE BLACK GUYS. I still wish that I had a print out of this to hand out to almost every new person that I meet. Ugh.

6- EVERYTHING WILL KILL YOU BUT YOU WILL KILL YOU FASTER. This one stirred the pot. It wasn’t easy to put out there but it IS important. We are not invincible. On being accountable for how you treat your body.

7- OHH INTERNET THAT’S CUTE. On accepting and celebrating your body as a BEAUTIFUL woman. I haven’t always felt this way about my self. Opening my eyes to my own beauty has been some kind of liberation. If you need reminded, because we all do.

8-I’M GETTING MARRIED AND HAVING A BABY. A year later it’s not really funny any more. But it was funny then. You’ll probably enjoy it.

9- COMING TO A MAIL BOX NEAR YOU. Our Christmas letter that I unapologetically sent to a lot of people who probably weren’t real excited. Sorry not sorry.




Yesterday, I took Reagon For President head shots. Well, actually I took glorified selfies in front of my bathroom mirror, but I put on a pearl necklace like a good presidential candidate. Therefore, 1 gold star for me.

If you were an animal what animal would you be?

A chipmunk no doubt about it.



I’m not exactly super proud of the uncanny resemblance. But what ‘cha gonna do.

This may be your first time visiting my little corner of the internet. Welcome! Follow me here, Facebook: facebook.com/reagonforpresident or on Twitter (I’m phasing myself into the twitter world) @reagonforpres.

If you’re wondering what in the hell this is about. Check out my Intro Page. Basically it’s me being silly. I’m not actually running for national office, hard to believe I know. But if you would like to make a campaign contribution please send me a personal message 🙂 .

What’s with the name? My darling mother named me Reagon. For all of my years every time that I told someone my name at least 75% of the time the response was,

“Like the president”.

“Yes, like the president.”

And then I walk away.
This is me taking my damn name back.

Motley Crue


Fun fact I was born in the eighties to a rather ‘hip’ mother who was really into AWESOME 80’s hair bands. Guns and Roses hits turned to lullabies. Def Leppard was a household staple. I remember being silently bewildered the first time that my best friends Dad ‘rocked’ out to some broadway musical show tunes in the car. And I’m the weird one. 

So, when I decided to take the wordpress plunge the home page told me that the likes of Motley Crue use their site. SOLD. You need not say more. 

Here I am. Every night after the 11 o’clock hour  I start making all of these elaborate plans about my life plans and ambitions. I wear down the keys frantically googling self-help schemes, to no avail. I decide that I’m going to be a humanitarian. An artist. A rededicated, student, mother and kale eater. I will be better. I will do bigger things. 

Naturally I can’t do or become any of those things without sharing them with the world. Uh… Here I am. 

But fo’ real. I’ve had my beloved Love Begets Lovely blog for almost 5 years and 299 posts. 10,000 times it’s been read. Admittedly at least 1,000 of those were by me. I drug my feet starting it because I couldn’t come up with the perfect handle, I couldn’t decide on a color scheme and I didn’t know what I was going to say. So I started slow.

Back when my baby was 2, when I was wrapping up my first degree and I needed an outlet. I needed to get to know me again. Over the years it became a place to rant, to cry, to cheer and to just be me. Sometimes I wanted the whole world to see it, other times I clung to the fact that “no one reads this shit anyway”. But I’ve always been glad that I said what ever it was that needed to be said. reagonforpresident.blogspot.com has been real good to me. She will forever be in my heart. 

My vision for this place is for it to push me out of my comfort zone. To force me to share things from my perspective that are bigger than just woe is me- boys and my kid said the darndest thing. 

I want it  It will be a place where my grandpa can come and have some medical terminology debunked, it will be a place that shares the beautiful things that I encounter and create, it will be the home of poetry and pros, rants and raves. I’m hoping that many of my favorite people will make guest appearances because I like what they have to share and you should like them too. 
There’s a real possibility that it might turn into the equivalent of Shante reading my diary aloud to the entire girls locker room but that’s secretly the best part. So I’m not sorry. 

Come, stay, play, visit often.