Hello Kyran!

Happy Tuesday! It was a wonderful long weekend. School starts tomorrow and it's the perfect day for one last adventure before we're back to a regular schedule. Luckily, we were invited to go Letter Boxing this morning — just the kind of adventure we're looking for. We've never tried this before and we're curious and excited. We leave in a little bit, but while we're gone you can enjoy the very first guest post of Kyran Pittman.

Kyran is a talented writer and sensitive soul I met at BlogHer. On the last evening of the conference, Kyran, Girl con Queso, Upside Up and myself stayed up late into the night at a wonderful restaurant sharing our stories of meeting and marrying our dear husbands. That lovely meal was enough for me to know I really like Kyran. And since that night, I've been having a delightful time getting to know her better through Notes to Self, her excellent blog. I highly recommend you pay it a visit. So that you can get to know her better as well, here is the text from her blog "about" page:

I am a thirty-something poet, essayist, dreamworker, episcopalian, mother to three golden sons and wife to my soulmate Patrick. I come from Newfoundland and I live in the American south, so I never lack for material. I am often asked how I got here. I wake up every single morning of my life asking the same question. All I know is that in 1995 I met my husband on the internet and emmigrated the following year. Before it was even fashionable. You could say I am a mail-order bride. This blog is my memorandum of selfhood, dispatches written in the shadow of two cultural monoliths: Motherhood and America. Oh, and my name is pronounced Keer-rin. It is a boy's name; the Newfoundland spelling of a lunatic Irish saint who wandered around naked with a cow. That is what people like me did before there was blogging. He was a bogger.

Another fun Kyran factoid: she recently published in Good Housekeeping — you can read her essay here. Welcome Kyran. We're so glad you're here!